Gon' Fishin' [Nami]

Curiosity drew her farther south into the hotter climates and hunger and shade lured her into the mangrove. Birna crouched upon the maze of roots eyeing the fish that swam in and out of the maze of foilage, some of them seemingly blissfully aware of the predator that lay in wait above them. She was a patient creature and would wait for a larger fish before striking. The electric current in her paw pads was exceptionally useful for fishing even if it was a prey source she rarely partook from growing up in the mountains. She looked up now and again to keep an eye on the various predators. She'd seen a few caiman as well as electric eels. The eels she would pass on, some of the smaller caiman she might be able to predate upon if she really felt like getting that wet.


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