Dragoncrest Cliffs Get yer meathooks off me!

He was standing where she'd left him, but she could hardly be annoyed when she herself had failed as well.  It wasn't a typical form of hunting, but it was one she'd picked up over the years, and she was sure he'd catch on it he changed his mind.

Aye.  There's no chase to tire you out, but if they catch wise too quick, there's nothing for it.  She looked up at the vanishing shapes, then sighed.

There's scavenging, but it's a bit less reliable.  We can see what we find.  It's usually better after rough waters.  Oftentimes they'd find some unfortunate creature after a storm, something cast too far up on shore to make it back, or something that had encountered some trouble unknown in the water.

Do you have much experience with hunting?  She asked, keeping her one eye on the shoreline for the most part, but sharing a glance his way every so often.