Wet, Slick, And Ready To Go!

Kaizen did not understand Jynn, but he liked her. He knew there was a lot he could learn about hunting from her, she was well travelled beyond the Bamboo and seemed to know where all the good hunting spots were. And she did not seem to mind him tagging along with her, which was always a bonus. It seemed his brother had the same line of thought, as he had been following in the maned wolf's footsteps too, Kaizen did not mind this, Jiro was his brother even if he did talk a lot.

Tojo had its own fishery, but tuna were seafaring fish and did not often enter the bay. He had never seen anything quite like it, massive with a sleek form that cut through the water, but he knew the effort would be worthwhile. As his pack mates gathered by the waterside, another wolf approached- a koi wolf, but not kin. Kaizen side eyed the stranger, his case of resting bitch face made him look far more displeased by the addition than he actually was, the boy didn't mind at all really.

"Should we gather the nets?" He spoke in stilted common tongue, voice squeaky and pre-pubescent, clearly in need of more practice.