Jane couldn’t stand the irritating pup nudging against his orange and white patterned fins, if anything he wanted the frustrating pup to leave him alone. His own fins flaring and rising in a motion of aggression as the small fry, you, kept pestering him.

Jane couldn’t even begin to fathom why you, the smallest little fry he’s ever seen, imprinted on him of all people, he wasn’t friendly at all, quite the opposite.

He may have been a one man pod but he didn’t need anyone else, especially a orphaned pup. Jane was perfectly fine being on his own, even if it was a little lonely at times.

He was quickly snapped out of his thoughts as the increasingly irritating pup head butted his glimmering tail, Jane’s sharp glare settled on the oblivious thing.

With a sharp flick of his tail, Jane shoved the small thing away, putting his fins back down in a passive manner.

Jane didn’t fancy taking care of the pup but he wouldn’t let it starve, even if he wanted to.. he still captured the runt’s food and fed it, but Jane wouldn’t admit the growing fondness for the kid, his kid in some ways.