Hit you with some sense . Water first aid

[Whisper]

It took a while to acquire and audience. Either the Typhoon complacent in their own knowledge or the fresh face that Madosa presented wasn't simply welcoming. It was heartening to see a good few actually gather at least willing to learn a new custom , a new perspective of first aid from someone who has lived with sharks - sirens and as hilarious as it sounds: lionfish. There were many things that was dangerous in the water, things that would kill you for simply moving lionfish breathing sirens or for bleeding.

Either way - any danger presented on land was a 100 fold rule underwater. Specially in a Salty seas like the one that surrounded the typhoon. It was - dangerous, and very little of it had to do with sharks. The typhoon - pirates in general had tales of sunken ships from  plethora of prehistoric monsters still lurking in the depths- and unimaginable things that Madosa has yet to confront in his own two years. So- he understood Idyll, their fear of something largely undiscovered and unseen for the longest time - was frightful Maybe if he wasn't born to the sea- and lived in it - he would grow the same fear of it. The constant flash of waves only reminders of both their mortality - and high probability of finding something "[glow=#212121,2,200]No it doesn't - unless you want to practice what i teach you - or tell you not to do: which i hope you all are not that dumb.[/glow]" he didn't look towards the rest of the gathering group as he said this - an uncharacteristic droll tone to his voice as he settled, sitting down in the sands to begin the lesson by the sea.

Madosa's own coat of fur was pale white because of his time in the water - Jaguars needing mostly sun to tan their pelt was something that Mads didn't regularly practice. He wasn't fan of the heat, and prefered the reptilian beliefs of cooling in the depths of the water, beneath the sun's rays if he swam deep enough - far enough from the surface. watching the small fae travel over - strides confident even without the flicker of eye-movement reminded Mads of his tricks to escape the sun's light. milky white eyes and needle teeth, a sharp snap cutting into his tail and the whipcord instinct to flee. He felt a tremor of the same next to the small child. when if they learned how to read the vibrations of the earth around them they would become a terrible force of nature. "[glow=#212121,2,200]The sea is truly not as unpleasant as you make it out to be,[/glow]"

A tilted his head and - golden eyes brighten in recognition. One who introduced him to the crew - showed him their home with open arms and welcomed him amongst them. The connection Mad's made sent a chill down his spine - his own father, faceless as he was - sent a chill of rage through his bones. But Lucifer was not that - not that thing that he conjured from his imaginations. Mad did not have a father - but if he ever looked to someone to fit the roll...

The last participant of his teaching session - another jaguar. Feeling a slight preen at the appreciative look left Madosa to lazily blink his golden eyes. Comfortable - he twisted himself deeper int the sands, not truly committed to burying himself in the sand but trying to escape the heat of the sun's harsh focus. He itched to splash into the water again - itched to run from these strange - and backwards land creatures. he breathed deeply, and nodded to everyong. Alright - time to start the lesson now.

"[glow=#212121,2,200]First lesson is how to deal with th' bleeding when your underwater. Probably the most dangerous thing you can do in a saltwater ocean is get cut. [/glow]" Mads pulled from the pile - in his jaws dripped wet - fresh seaweed. It was slimy on his tongue, but strong and rope like if gathered from the stalk of the pant. "[glow=#212121,2,200]Using cloth underwater is the worst thing you can do - you need waterproofed bandage - something that can insulate the wound. Seaweed - not the leaves of it but an actual step works wonders. [/glow]" He lifts his arm- lays the seaweed on top of it, pulling at the opposite end over, and pulling with his teeth while holding the other end down- he made a tight knot on his arm. using a claw he slowly unraveled the rope like shape until it spanned longer against his left. Covering more area.

"[glow=#212121,2,200]A common misconception is that a shark is a bloodthirsty thing - they're mostly docile and curious. But smelling blood always drives them into an easy frenzy. But a shark is not the only thing tracking blood in the water. Sirens, sea-Leviathans, even the occasional carnivorous fish [/glow]" He pulled the cord of seaweed off his limb. Pulling at the knot gently with a claw. "[glow=#212121,2,200]Even then - you have to be careful about thrashing. If you're drowning- if you can't find you're way to the surface, the best thing t do is puff up, don't exhale in the water and the air you breathed before ducking in the depths should naturally bring you up.[/glow]"

"[glow=#212121,2,200]So, what is your most important rule to swimming or going into the water?[/glow]"