Coconut Grove for you, it's been so long

success determined by dice roll (click)

His gut lurched as the stranger stood again before meeting the ground again. A soft whine escaped Rokig. Take it easy. It was almost a plead for the stranger to not move more. The Tuttava could not imagine that falling like that could be very good. I'll, uh, see what I can do for you.

He moved towards the water as silver eyes scanned. At this point, hunting for fish was becoming a bit easier. Rokig had developed a bit of a pattern and style. It wasn't very hard to spot something and when he did he went after it. Jaws clamped around the fishy flesh. His pace was quicker as he brought the meal back to where the stranger should be laying (assuming he hadn't tried to get up again). He had half a mind to toss the whole thing to the stranger but that didn't seem too smart. Especially if he couldn't stand on his own or talk. Who knew what trying to eat a whole fish would do?

Rokig laid across from the silvery male and carefully ripped off a small piece of the fish before tossing it towards him.