Verdant Basin End of the world - The musical

The siren waited till Mac joined them with his own catch, and was surprised to see the weird creature toss his meal to... Spring was it? Oh, how terrible she was with names, truly. With mouth gaping open, nose hovering above her own catch, she looked at Spring for a moment. She didn't kill the flopping and flapping fish head on. no, she let the creature die a painful slow death. A frown settled upon Ondine's face. Even prey didn't deserve such a death. Hey, there is no use in letting your food suffer. She snapped grumpy, though it was just because Ondine respected sea creatures more than what was deemed normal.

Finally, the familiar cracking sound of a fish skull filled the air, and Ondine could finally relax. It was over, for both her own fish and that of Mac/Spring. She glanced over to the two weird creatures struggling with French Fry's catch and rolled her eyes at them with a smile. A weird bunch they were indeed. As her teeth penetrated the soft skin of her fish, the taste of the swimmer on her tongue, she forgot about everything around her. She closed her eyes as she feasted. Her berry juice stained face munching off the head of the poor creature.

This was life. True, coast life.