i need nothing to travel the sea
The thrill of her hunting and the feast that followed it still jumps in her blood. When her amber gaze lands on Celina, there is a moment where she has the sharpness of a predator in the depths of her eyes. Rivuline knows this is her friend — in the same way that she is friends with larger sharks and seals and blue marlin — and the thought softens her face. “You have teeth too,” she answers bluntly, though there’s a faint smile in the corner of her mouth. She can smell the flavor of predatory instinct in Celina’s blood, even if the girl is slightly-less savage than she.
The turquoise tobiano allows her dorsal fin to fold against her spine, remembering how Celina’s eyes had strayed to it during their first meeting. Rivuline has never felt self-conscious about it. The creatures of the ocean had never minded it, perhaps because they were decorated with their own assortment of fins and colors. On land, the fin doesn’t carry as much benefit, except for a time on her last exploration of Taiga. A black-and-white creature, bumbling and toothy, had threatened her with a mean glare and a low rumble. Whether on land or in water, Rivuline can sense the game of intimidation. She had flared her fin and snapped her teeth in the creature’s direction and it had moved on, unwilling to deal with the weapons she had to offer.
“The fish look less flashy, but taste better,” Rivuline admits. While the western ocean provided fish in too many colors to count, Taiga’s ocean had fish built for colder temperatures with pale monochromatic colors. Her tongue moves over her lips once, catching some of the remains of fish-blood on her slim face. “Do you swim, Celina?” She can’t imagine another way to hunt from the water unless she crouched near the water and waited for the flash of scales below the surface. It seemed like it would be an exhausting ordeal, with a severe lacking in the adrenaline that Rivuline clings to during her hunts. The seafoam mare walks closer to Celina and her tall, lithe body moves as though she might still be floating in the waves.
@[Celina]