Gon' Fishin' [Nami]

"Birna." She offered her name back to the wolf called Nami. Her focus returned to the fish as the sea bass got closer and closer. Her whisker's shifted forward, her tail twitching in her eagerness. So close, and then finally the fish was within grasp. Birna's paw struck water, the electric shock from her paw pads zapping the fish and slowing it down as her claws lanced its body, her dexterous paws enabling her to flip the fish up and into her mouth where she secured and slew her prey. She wandered farther inshore, making sure she would not lose her prize. She settled her paws on it before speaking softly. "Do you often fish here?"


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