"Low, go low,"
Hua Ro flew lower down until the beautiful crystal-like river was seen below. The waters that were one flourishing with Mers now were devoid of any. The Mer Island that was once a hot spot for many fishermen was now abandoned.
"Go low," Hachin tugged at his neck feathers.
Screeching softly Hua Ro flew low enough that his claws were touching the water surface.
His mate leaned down and waited with his hands in the water.
"Little to the left,"
He banked left and flew there, according to his commands.
Hachin suddenly grabbed a fish out of water. "got it! Hua fly up,"
The fish wiggled a lot in his hold.
Hachin peered at it with a small glare. "you, little fish, I have a job for you. go swim down to the bottom of the shore and inform the oyster tribe that dangerous people are on their way. They need to evacuate quickly."
