Dragoncrest Cliffs This place is all he's ever known

Equipped with a naturally sarcastic deadpan tone, it would have been natural if she thought he was ribbing her. Swordfish had meant the compliment earnestly enough. He didn’t think about the sea or marking the tides. He had grown to believe that his major motivation was food. The young wolf would never run for the spirit of beating someone in a race, but if he could guarantee that he would get the best piece of prey for dinner…

Suzu thought it was a good idea. She expanded on it, saying that they might be able to place wood there to block the fish from swimming back. Swordfish’s red tail waved a couple of times. He nodded his slender snout in agreement.

Yeah, sounds like ya got a good idea. What’d we gotta do to make it happen?

Swordfish wasn’t a fan of physical labor. He thought that he could overcome some of that laziness if it meant that they would reap the benefits of having full bellies.

Wood yeah? Gonna have to get some we can wedge in there good.

The boy blinked thoughtfully.