This is a hunting seasonal

He couldn't deny the delight he felt when she tossed him that challenging glance. Her grin is captivating and he almost forgets why they're there until her tail flicks at the water, bringing droplets into the air. "I haven't. We hunted a porpoise awhile back, but I can't say they're going to be the same challenge," Kuroo let out a quiet laugh as he remembered how silly it felt taking down the lump of a blubbery animal. The manta ray would be a much harder target in his mind. Faster, lighter, and able to maneuver through the seaweed unlike he or Nami could.

Turning his focus directly to the manta ray, Kuroo watches its movements. He too notices how it drifts in the shallows, seemingly wanting to rest before it darts away. Inside, he wonders if they'll have a chance, but Nami is stepping forward, cueing to him that they might just get lucky. His own paws creep forward through the water, keeping as still as possible while his eyes watch the ray float closer to the surface.

Seemingly suspended in time, Kuroo stays frozen as Nami kicks off toward the ray. Once her jaws are on one of the fins, Kuroo kicks forward, his paws digging into the sand to try and gain some sort of stability. Though he's not quite swimming yet, his toes are reaching for the ground as he kicks harder one more time and reaches out to grab onto a fin. Just as his teeth are about to find their target, the ray's fin flips up and out of the way, coming back down to smack him hard across the muzzle.

Kuroo lets out a yelp, surprised by the attack, but undeterred. Once the ray's fin is back in the water and his snout has recovered, he goes back and grabs ahold before the ray can slap him again.

"Speech"