[A few minutes after Namur disappears, dark, sinuous shapes begin to appear, circling around Bolin. They're about the right size for Namur. And the right shape. But they move completely differently. Namur moves kind of like a whale due to his humanoid physiology. These almost seem to slither through the water, rocking their heads from side to side, their massive bodies following suit. A dorsal fin crests the surface, then another, and another.
Sharks.
Is it an ambush?
One of the sharks swims right up to Bolin, slamming against his side with its fins as it brushes past. It swims ahead a length, then turns around for another pass, this time with its mouth open. Namur's voice seems to come out of nowhere.]
action;
Sharks.
Is it an ambush?
One of the sharks swims right up to Bolin, slamming against his side with its fins as it brushes past. It swims ahead a length, then turns around for another pass, this time with its mouth open. Namur's voice seems to come out of nowhere.]
GRAB HER DORSAL, SMOLT!