[center][h2]Krill[/h2][/center]

[@Miss Mermaid]
Krill slowly weaved through the tall stalks of sea grass. His long green tail slithering over the sand, moving him along in a set of fluid. His white hair swayed like the Seagrass meadows around him. Dancing in the gentle waves that washed through the ocean. Krill was in the search for the tools he could us to pull some tricks with his older brother. Older by two minutes. Krill had to always be sure that was made clear. Even though his personality was mostly laid back, he didn't appreciate when his brother used the two minute head start advantage against him. Shifting through the tall blades of grass. He searched for any sort of material that would do well. A bag hung on his shoulder, laying lazily against his hip in the water. Gently floating about waves passed by. The Naga's eyes were sharply focused on the sand that he crossed over. Reaching down with his webbed fingers to inspect shells and rocks. Grabbing onto any odd thing he could find. He didn't go collecting very often. But with his brother occupied in some unknown activity. Krill was bored. And trouble making alone, was. Not entertaining.