Fishing at sea was much harder than by the river. Yoa didn't want to spend too long away from Nova, not in her state of confusion, nor did he want to. He'd become protective of her without realising it.
That troublesome little mouse had somehow wiggled her way under his thick hide. Troublesome being the key term here. Another reason why he couldn't be away from Nova for long. She kept attracting trouble, and he didn't want one of his hideouts exposed. That one in particular by Luna Lacus had been a secret for centuries.
Although he couldn't be away for too long, it made his inner beast restless. Yoa had to go to one of the rivers, though. That meant venturing back through tribes. However, leaving Nova behind really was quicker than ensuring her safety.
In his jaguar form, Yoa ran through the forest unconcerned about anything or anyone. Everyone shrank back in fear. The trees whispered to each other, and the parrots alerted other birds and creatures that Yohuali was on the move.
