slow mo running on a beach

Kuroo made it look so easy. Arne tried to mimic his movements, taking the rope between his jaws, turning to swing the net towards the water, but he was a bit late on his release and the net arched back over and landed on him instead. He managed a chuckle. "Looks like I'm dinner! Sorry if I don't taste great!" He ever so carefully extracted himself from the delicate net and did his best to reset it, angling his tusks to carefully unpick any tangles and then resetting the rope to go again. The second time, he managed to find the water, but it wasn't really deep enough to catch more than fingerling fish. He freed the baitfish with care and threw them back into the water to grow a bit more before resetting the net again. He watched Kuroo's technique again, and eyed the net he was hauling in, wondering if he got what he was after this time?