Luna launched herself into the air, water enveloping the paddle of Walrus Whisker as she rose off the sand and swept it in an upward arc through the air. There was power in the blow. Passion. She knew that must be a part of it. A strength that carried you up he river, over waterfalls, to a place of safety. 

There was something missing, though, as she landed back in the sand. She tucked the oar into the crook of her arm and closed her eyes, thinking. There was more to this fish, an aspect that continued to elude her. So long as she wasn't able to see that she would never be able to capture a salmons shape. 

She was so deep in though she hardly noticed the increased breeze until she heard her new roommates voice calling over to her. 

[color=silver]“Elder martial sister. Your salmon keeps getting better. I look forward to seeing you use it in battle!”[/color] 

She opened her eyes to see Gou in the middle of his own training regiment, wind swirling around him to pile makeshift dunes. "I don't think it's going to make its debut for a little while." Luna replied. "There's something about this fish that it feels like I'm not getting." Maybe that was the reason Guru had sent her out to the salmon run. There was something intrinsic about the fish that he wanted her to understand. 

Nevertheless a little encouragement went a long way toward convincing her to keep going for a while longer. Knocking off too early in front of someone that called her something like "elder martial sister" just didn't feel right. She was gonna at least keep at it as long as he was. 

As both of them finished up practicing their particular element for the day and Gou swept up the damage he had caused to the beach he brought up something she had said in passing a couple of night ago about recording their next battle. She had walked over to a beach chair she had laid out for her bag to pull out a fluffy blue towel to dry herself off with, and as he said she instantly grinned and dived back into the bag to pull out her phone. "It's probably not as good as the camera's that were on the big guy yesterday," she said, fiddling with the touch screen as she walked up and showed him. The phone had not come away from its bump on the road totally intact and now had one long crack running down the screen but behind that you could see the sand of the beach as the phone recorded it. "With one of these, anyone can record anything so long as they point it in the right direction." She brought it up, pointing it out over the ocean. "Next time we fight a monster we can just set this up somewhere. Fun, right?"

There was a sudden commotion from down the beach, a yell breaking apart the peace, that she turned the phone to record. A couple of teenagers, probably kids just looking to have fun, were sprinting down the beach as fast as they could. It wasn't that weird, usually one or two people a day wandered this far down, but they were in obvious distress and the lead guy had a strange brown residue around his mouth. 

It wasn't hard to spot what was causing them to panic. They were being chased down the beach by...by...Muffins? Two muffins, wielding giant candy canes. "Keep going kids. We've got this." She told the boys as the sprinted past. The muffin men, seeing two people much more confident than their pervious victims, skidded to a stop before the two of them and eyed them cautiously. "Kind of far from Candyland, aren't you boys? Nice of them to send two this time." Luna said, moving closer to get a more detailed shot. This triggered one of the muffin men, who swung his cane around to try and brain her. Luna jumped back, just out of range of the attack. "Actually, this is perfect." She said, turning to film Gou. "You're up, little bro. Show the world what you can do. If you think you need help just yell, baked goods are notoriously weak against water."