The woman had lived by the ocean all her life. Specifically, had lived on islands all her life savor travels inbetween from her natal land to her pack here and now, after it's disbandment. Daiyu did not once think for a second she would be incapable of catching something to eat for the pup, especially so in a pool of water with rock and crevice made for trapping fish and cornering crustacean. She wondered, briefly, if the pup would be put off by the sea-food. After all, he had been a cavern wolf. Maybe one day he would come to catch her a bat and she might see how that tasted.

Wading in the shallow waters among sand and slick rocks, Daiyu was still until she was not, dashing forward with open jaws and plunging her black head into the water. After which, she hoist her head up, a fish flapping and thrashing in her jaws. Still moving about when she hopped back onto dry land, she flopped the fish onto the ground in front of the boy, allowing him to take over from here.