Wheeling Gull Isle felt your heart

It was too slippery! Try as she might, she couldn't catch the silvery creature, and she stood up with a snort and a sneeze, shaking the water from her fur. Multicolored eyes looked up at Huojin when he spoke again, and she huffed out a purely grumpy noise, getting up out of the tide pool and shaking her fur again. Gross. 

"W-wo huì dià-o dào yīt-itiáo yú," she announced, angling her ears toward the boy and stomping along to stand beside him like a pissed off delinquent. "Da... dài ké yìng yuh-yú?" she asked, to be sure. If they were like those hermy-crabs or whatever, she could probably do that.