Daiyu shook out her coat of black coastal rock and pale sand and settled down into a sit as she watched the pup with his first helping of seafood. She couldn't help the laughter as Southeast stared the flopping thing down, only for instinct to kick in and he smack the ever loving crap out of it.

Daiyu's tail waved, swishing over the sand as her pale eyes would dance between watching the pup eat and looking out to the rolling tide in the not-too-far distance. Given the fact that he said he had eaten fish before (if even much smaller) she figured he could handle it - scales, bones and all. He was a wolf, after all and fully capable of eating the entire thing even if he didnt want to take the time to peel off the skin of the majority of pesky scales.