Painted Moose
She observed as her Niece threw her trident at a fish in the water and when she saw it stick into the riverbed she nodded her head in approval. Much better form. Also more power behind it. When she brought the fish up and it was revealed that the poor thing had been cut in half Akel couldn't help but laugh. "You got it alright."
At the mention of Enya being the better swimmer she nodded. "Considering I only swim if I have to, I'd say you got that win." Akel knew how to of course but she hadn't done it for fun since she was a teen. She didn't fault the younger girls from doing it either.
"Fighting isn't for everyone." In her younger years she would have scoffed at someone who said they didn't like fighting. It was what their Alk mothers had taught them to be good at. However, as she'd grown she'd gotten her own set of views and things were different. "I don't mind helping you. I don't like to lose either." That she could understand. "You aren't that bad you just need a few adjustments."
