Northstar Vale fish food

She didn't favor the waters, at least, recently so due to some event. Oh? He questioned mildly. It was enough of a reply to allow her to know he would listen to her if she wished to explain and yet, did not prod her. Aiolos of course loved the waters as he had always grown around them, the seaside even more particularly so. 

Agana it is then. I am Aiolos. He introduced and then dipped his cream and gingered muzzle to her. Though a first go-to and common courtesy, Aiolos did not try and proceed if the ladies did not care for the formalities. 

Of course. It wouldn't be wise to deny a meal in the winter when offered. Especially on these particularly hard times. He mentions, creamly lips pulling in a slight frown. Aiolos would settle down before her then in a lay and he reaches out, jaws and paws on the fish as he begins biting, pulling and ripping at the fish. He does not bite down the middle, but starts at the head of the fish and rips off large slices of the fish down to the tail and lays them down. Ripping off another strip, he takes it for himself and gulps it down.