Ankyra Sound What even is my life, lol

“Beyond that it's a fish, no,” And she was honestly lucky that he even knew that. He might have been born in the Bay but fish had not been his staple diet and even then he'd done most of his growing up on Nova Peak and then in Jade Fern Grove with Scimitar and his family. The first time that Kjalarr could remember eating fish had been during the famine, if he was being entirely honest and frankly it had taken all of his will power to choke down the little bit he had. As it turned out, the viking would rather be a cannibal than have to survive on fish (and that was pretty bad, yikes). He bent over her drawing to inspect it, letting out a low, derisive snort. “I've never seen a fish like that before,” He squinted at her, his tail waving behind him, annoyed. “And I'm not looking for that.” If she wanted to be that specific, or y'know if she wanted to eat that mythological creature she'd drawn up for him (for it looked like something out of a Saga) then she'd be hunting it on her own.