Myrtis
"Promise you won't throw a crab at me, *Then* I'll say yes..."
*Horace stands up as well in an attempt to avoid the free roam crab.*

"Last time I had fresh caught fish... I don't think I've ever had any actually. It's usually meat from cattle or chicken. Main land foods."
Steve
"Well. I'll cook it if you don't want to risk burning it. You don't mind holding the fort for a bit, do you?" *He said as he went over to the nearby forest to grab some wood. After a little but he would soon return with wood in his arms*
Myrtis
"Wait, you're leaving?"
*Horace seemed confused as the Oka began on his way to leave. Pausing for a moment in the sand as silence took the beach. Oh well, it's his own fault. The man seemed to of let his guard around a thief. And though the fish wasn't exactly worth it, it was simply in his nature.*

*As Kiba comes back from his wood chopping journey. He would find his temporary fishing camp raised. His fish stolen, his fishing pole gone, and the chair knocked over in the sand. The last thing missing would be the elf himself.*
Dixie
He was a thief all along

And now your fishing shit is his