[ you know what's neat? ships! underwater! they bear things from the above water and namu thinks those things are NEAT!
which is why he spends an inordinate amount of time picking through ships that have made themselves homes to sea life instead of doing the thing they were built to do. namu smiles at a few schools of fish milling around the foremast of a ship he hasn't completely picked over yet, wiggling his fingers at them as he swims through, his tail flicking behind him.
he's working on cracking open a chest when light filters through a hole in the ship. he lets out a startled noise, dropping the chest as he panics, eyes swinging left and right as he tries to find a place to hide. this can't be good, right? are there finless here?
beautiful teal scales and flowing fins disappear around a piece of broken ship as the light draws closer and namu settles against the plank, curling against himself as tight as he can. all he can do is hope he wasn't seen... ]
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which is why he spends an inordinate amount of time picking through ships that have made themselves homes to sea life instead of doing the thing they were built to do. namu smiles at a few schools of fish milling around the foremast of a ship he hasn't completely picked over yet, wiggling his fingers at them as he swims through, his tail flicking behind him.
he's working on cracking open a chest when light filters through a hole in the ship. he lets out a startled noise, dropping the chest as he panics, eyes swinging left and right as he tries to find a place to hide. this can't be good, right? are there finless here?
beautiful teal scales and flowing fins disappear around a piece of broken ship as the light draws closer and namu settles against the plank, curling against himself as tight as he can. all he can do is hope he wasn't seen... ]