Aerwyna watched from her safe distance, blue scales muddled by the darkening of the water the deeper that she followed the human. She was pleasantly surprised if anything. She'd never seen someone not born of the ocean swimming so deep beneath the surface. Blowing out a few curious bubbles, she arched her back before swimming wider outwards, giving the human a wide berth as she chose to come in from another direction.<br/><br/>It was a blessing that mermaids had such keen eyes, her pupils narrowing and contracting in the changing light of the water as she swam, yet always keeping the female in the corner of her eye just in case. Yet, this human wasn't swimming very fast, it could have been from the heavy gear that was weighing her down. Curious, so very curious.<br/><br/>The glinting of the canisters kept the blondes attention, her world seeming to narrow down to a focus on this human swimming in her domain. But it was a nice change. There were no harsh words, or garbage falling into her waters. No strong scent of the chemicals coming from their boats flooding her nose and gills. It was just the gentle sound of hissing coming from whatever was in her mouth, releasing a cascade of bubbles at almost the same pace as Aerwyna's gills.<br/><br/>Flicking her strong tail from side to side, she simply hovered in the water, using an outcropping of reef to hide behind, the bright colors helping her to blend in easier. The fish were less compact here, mostly bottom dwellers and other bottom sea life living in this area. It could have been the looming open ocean just in the distance, the current not being so harsh through this area, or it could have been the roaming predators keeping the ocean life spread out.<br/><br/>Sharks enjoyed swimming through the open sea, their strong bodies propelling through the water at their own pace. But if she knew anything it was that they could be bloody fast when they wanted to. Octopus also enjoyed settling down in the different alcoves in this area, their malleable  bodies finding the smallest of cracks to call home so they could feast upon crustaceans.<br/><br/>As if triggered by her thoughts, her stomach gave a lazy growl that had her glaring down at her bare stomach. It had been awhile since she'd eaten, so busy with the influx of human traffic coming in and out of her territory. It was annoying. A different glittering of light caught her attention, drawing in her gaze like a beacon as she watched the human pull out a silver disk.<br/><br/>A full blown pout pulled at her lips as she saw the human pull out a silver disk from the ocean floor. She felt her agitation growing with the human as she watched with keen eyes from afar. what she was going to do? Go up and smack the treasure from her hands and hiss in her face? Not likely.<br/><br/>Blowing out a puff of annoyed bubbles, she found herself slipping into a sulk as she watched female handling one of her stolen goodies. Aerwyna hadn't always been at home here. When she was young, well younger, she'd done her fair share of exploring. She'd been to the deep depths where the sun barely lit the darkness of the water, to the cold ice waters of the north and the beautiful tropics of the shallows where the colorful reefs were.<br/><br/>In all of her adventures she'd always found treasures, bringing them along with her and storing them where she would always know to find them. When she'd finally stopped in this cove, she felt content enough to set up permanently. Or as permanently as she could with the traffic of humans growing heavier perhaps she would have to move. That fact sat bitter in the back of her tongue before she shook it away.<br/><br/>She liked the warmer waters compared to that of the Northern waters, it was where she'd found the shiny disk that the human was handling now. She'd seen many a sunken ship over the years. Some wood from long ago, and other metal. Some were easier to explore than others, she never really enjoyed exploring the ones littered with bodies though. It always gave her an eerie feeling, where she would attempt to leave as much undisturbed as she could.<br/><br/>Digging her nails into the coral in front of her, she tried to keep down her growing irritation at having her things touched so carelessly. It really made her fins flush and flare at her sides with each breath she took.