"It was easy." Smugness comes naturally, and though Catra still picks at the fish with the weird sort of refinement she'd learned, her tail swims with pride and her ears lift as she chews through another chunk. As long as Adora's keeping her gross eating habits to herself and not spraying food everywhere, they've got no problem here. "They were practically jumping out of the water. Even you could've grabbed some if you'd tried."

She's not going to mention that she'd spent a lot of time watching the fish with Melog, the two of them entranced by the quick movements. Or that once she'd finally given into the urge and snapped up one as it breached the surface, that she'd yelped in surprise at how slippery and strong it was, and promptly dropped it back into the river.

The second and third attempts had, obviously, gone a lot better.

"And they're all over the place, too." She's allowed to sound pleased about that, as she glances sidelong at Adora with a small smirk, shifting to bump their knees together. "It doesn't matter if we get too far away from the towns, now. We can go anywhere."