Totoka River intention, retention, it's all in your head

It was a combination of luck and skill - there was a marked benefit of living oceanside that allowed her to learn to fish at a relatively young age. But this was also an old fish, and Haoming was quite lucky to have caught it. 

Or perhaps it was universal karma for the boy in front of her. 

This boy, who was gretting on Haoming's very last nerve. And she didn't have many to begin with. He was visibly starving, trying to catch food, and was... turning her offering down? Haoming's eyes widened a bit and she stared at him, wondering how anyone could be quite this stupid. 

You gonna cram it down my throat and choke me with it?

"I j-just might!" she snapped, bristling her fur at him and stomping over to the edge of the water. "Why are you... not a-accepting it? I am helping you," she explained, narrowing her eyes in confusion. "You're h-hungry and cold! Wh-why are you being so di-difficult?"