You fly at a low altitude over the surface of the water, scanning the ocean's edge for any sizable meal that might suit your growing hunger. You've fished here before, and know just how to strike at the various pokemon that swim here. It's all just one large seafood buffet for you, as you're practically the king of this area...or so you'd like to claim. The skies are clear and the water shimmers, but not so much as to interfere with your view underneath. You wait for just the right moment to lower your claws and strike at a pokemon and catch it greedily to satisfy your hunger...or possibly something else. Just as you find the right moment, you snap your claws forward at something on the surface of the water and pull out..
