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Looking out over the burning array of ocean, the fae would soon notice a growing disturbance in the water, little sparkles of silver turning a section of the salty mess to froth, before a brilliant orange form swirled out of it's center, gripping a small number of the squirmy little beasts in his maw. The reason for the disturbance became evident right after him, as a large shark broke the water and the fishy uprising scattered to avoid their predator. The shark didn't resurface after that, even as the orange creature scampered up onto shore, unminding of his absolutely soaked frame as he scooted away from the water, watching it, instead of where he was going, kicking sand as he moved for his lack of attention to the fact.

M'hurKh backed away a little farther from the water, before he gave a satisfied nod, and turned to go find something else to do. He stared into Flam's face for a moment before screaming, dropping the mouthful of half-mangled silver fish to the dirt at her paws and cringing on the sand, fins standing tall and flared as they worked to hide his frame like coral.... Which might have worked under water.

He looked up slowly, after a moment, before sighing, chuckling as he stood up, again. As he calmed further, the chuckle turned to a giggle. "Heh... M'hurKh thought the furpretty was a toothy..." He seemed good-natured enough, the big, goofy grin only barely visible through the mawportal in the skull helmet he wore, and the fishing hooks dangling from his scales and the line hanging from them, all glittered in the sun like his wet back fin, the only piece of him not wearing sand, at this point. A soft, fresh trickle of blood colored muddy the sand clinging to his sides, where the harpoon had been jarred with his cringe, but even that didn't seem to bother the strange, pale-scaled beast.