@YamiCuoreLaroux Noah frowned at the water, somewhat annoyed. His attempts to find a fishing spot had been fruitless, no doubt to the other campers jumping into the water and scaring the fish away. He had walked a fair distance from Link, Ivy, and the air manipulator were hanging around. The collared 'Weredog,' as Noah had dubbed him, started talking to the group as well. The sound of the lunch bell cut through the air and he let out an exaggerated sigh.
I will have to try again later I suppose. Wonder if Zipper has anything to eat? He strode into the cafeteria and grabbed two plates of food. On one he put a little bit of everything that the cafeteria had to offer and for his own, he grabbed the healthiest food possible. He walked right back out of the cafeteria and placed the first plate on one side of a bench and then promptly sat off at the opposite side, digging in and in general enjoying the quiet.