This is a hunting seasonal

He had been spending more time with siblings as of late. Now that Nami was around, Kuroo could spend more time away from the bay. She was more than capable of fishing and tending to nets so he has not a single worry anything would go wrong. Because of this confidence, he was able to be around Usagi who he felt he hadn't spent enough time with. What with Kunai disappearing, Usagi was now more alone than ever. Kuroo had moved to the bay as a permanent resident while Usagi still slept within the same bamboo den they had claimed upon their arrival. Sleeping beside his brother felt as comforting as ever.

So much so that he was feeling refreshed as he left to patrol. Paw pacing through the bamboo corridors until a familiar howl echoed out from the bay. An interested expression crosses his features as he picks up his pace. In no time, Kuroo emerged from the bamboo wall that lines the curving edge of the bay. Pausing atop the dune with tall dried grass tickling his chest, he looks around until he spots Nami standing chest deep in the water. Kuroo watches for a few moments, studying how she stands looking somehow beneath the surface. He knows she can see into water more than he can from his distance. Was there something interesting today?

Too curious and always over eager to fish, Kuroo makes his way down the dune and slowly steps into the ebbing flower of the bay. Kelp and small fish brush against his legs, but that he pays no mind to. Now that he's closer, almost to Nami, he can see it now. A large, pale manta ray that glides back and forth through the waves. An eerie sort of elegance about it both amazed and drew him in. Careful not to disturb the water too much, Kuroo finally comes to a stop in the water beside Nami, also chest deep, save for an inch or two. "I get the feeling you might want to hunt that," Kuroo says softly, his muzzle leaning toward Nami so he doesn't have to speak too loudly.

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