☠ | Séamus Ó Faoláin

The Irishman considered himself proficient in many survival skills.  As a prince and pirate, it was important he could manage on his own.  As a small wildcat, he did not often jump into the water -- if he desired a fish, he often shifted into a body better suited.

Not everyone could simply change their body's shape at will however; they needed to learn the hard way.  It felt like a shame too, since Séamus himself preferred giving chase than simply sweeping a fish out of the water or stabbing it with a spear.  Simply sitting and waiting took a great deal of patience he could respect, but there was a thrill and challenge to chasing the fish under the water.

When the faerie spotted the Survivor attempting to hunt with a makeshift spear, he sat on the sand to watch.  Honestly curious at first, but growing amused as the attempt with awry.  He chuckled quietly, though he meant no harm from it, resting his tail over his paws.

"I don't believe salamanders hunt wit spears," he pointed out, sea-green eyes glinting.  Though I would like to see that.  "If you're new to fishing, I wouldn't suggest tryin the ocean.  You want calmer waters to see better."

☠ | Séamus Ó Faoláin

Séamus peered down at his daughter, eyes warm.  As he considered the Survivor's method and the mention of the pier, he nodded thoughtfully.  "Not a bad place, if you can reach down.  I'm not sure if it suits usin a spear."

He chuckled quietly as he freed one of his paws from his daughter's rolling, attempting to push her away playfully, pointing in the direction of the Tiger's Boardwalk.  "She's talkin about the boardwalk over there."

Any tips?  "The sun plays tricks on the water.  You 'ave to take in account that what you see isn't exactly 'ow things are.  You want to watch your shadow too -- if the fish know you're there, you're not catchin them."

~ ☼ Well, Onyx could say that out of all the attempts at fishing that she had seen so far, the one Survivor seemed to be using was...ah...creative? She had to admit, throwing a pointy stick into the water at fish, if nothing else, seemed pretty challenging, and probably more than a little fun too. She wondered which of them would catch a fish first if she made it into a contest, but, well, she didn't exactly have a stick...er, spear? Whatever it was though, she wanted one now, if only to give this a shot herself. "Room for one more?" the hybrid asked as she padded up next to the group, keeping pace with them as they made their way out and down to the pier, which was coincidentally they only place she had ever really fished.

It really was much easier to catch some fish there, honestly it was almost too easy, the way they just constantly grouped up underneath. "Soooo...you uh, mind if I try hitting a fish or two with that, huh?" she asked, she didn't really have any experience with throwing....well, anything except maybe a rock or two, but what she did have was confidence! That, and a bit of advice from Séamus now, which was confusing, she knew about the whole shadow bit, but what exactly did he mean by the sun playing tricks on the water?