Totoka River One fish, two fish, new fish, no fish

Fang stood still, watching as the female approached. His golden eyes observed, despite his embarrassment, whether she didn't see or chose to ignore it, he took note of her offering and admission of their own difficulty in hunting larger game. He took stock of what was before him, despite her stature, she moved with an air of certainty, her ice blue eyes gave the male pause. There was certainly something beyond just a lone stranger here.

Fang was always the opportunist, the offered food was picked up in quick order, not even moving away he quickly made light work of the snack. As the fish was quickly devoured his attention returned to the female.
"Thanks. I uhh, I'm not really used to the water."

He lowered his head in a slight bow before lifting up once more, his eyes once more going over the female.
"I'm Fang by the way, and you are?"