one of those melodramatic fools

Tide is vicious, trying to channel his frustration at his brother into taking out the colossal fish. He's going for the gills, and dealing as much damage as he can muster. Quite a series of attacks from the small dog, truly pulling himself into a state of all out. Still, even in this state, he needs to breathe. Trying to remember to pull his head above water, gasping and gulping for air.

Even as they drag the beast toward the shore, Tide's feet barely reach the ground. It's getting taxing, getting tiring, and he's fading more than a little as they rally against the massive shark. That, and it tastes terrible.

"Tide"