fishy friend time

Letting his tail swish lightly around in the shallows of the bay's water, he looked at his paws with mild disinterest. Not that he was in any hurry for his Kaicho to arrive, but more so that he was excited to show off his recent catch. Glancing over to the waters where the net swished gently along the surface. Thankfully, he could probably wait until tomorrow to reel the net back in to see if there was anything new. Distracted with making another list of what to do for the following days, one ear turned at the sound of someone approaching. With the scent of Hattori emerging from the brush, Kuroo quickly stood with a slight shake of his coat.

Assessing the Kaicho's gaze and assertive question, Kuroo fought to keep his expression in a neutral position. Need? He didn't need anything from the Kaicho. With a flick of his tail, he looked over to the pile of fish he'd set out near him. "I wanted to show you that the net is working," Kuroo responded he inclined his head out of respect toward Hattori and the fish. "It can be collected daily or every few days without minor repair," he mentioned as well as he went to grab one of the meatier fish from the pile and place it at Hattori's paws. "These are fresh from this morning if you'd like a taste," finally a tinge of a smile flickered across his lips as he took a few steps back.