>Wake up after sleeping upon your pile of palm leaves
>Better than sleeping on sandy grass, you suppose
>Your legs are a bit itchy and your trunks are still wet
>You remember last evening you went out to talk to Seapony Lyra, you got about waist deep in the water
>Resolve to go to bed dry from now on
>Pick up your axe and split a coconut, consuming the milk and meat within
>It's much easier than using a rock, that's for sure
>The axe will be getting a lot of use today, you figure
 
>After your breakfast, you head out to the shore
>. . .and you see something curled up in the shallows
>You get closer to inspect it, and big surprise, it's Seapony Lyra
>You walk into to the water and tap her with your foot, and she uncurls and streches out a bit
>She sees you and smiles widely, sticking her head out of the water
>'Good morning human! Did you sleep well?'
'Oh, ah, just call me Anon. And yes, I slept pretty alright.
>She smiles and notices you carrying the axe
>'So are you going to use that? This'll be really exciting! Watching you use those hands. . .'
'Ah. . .yes. You said you were going to get Prawn-Prawn, though?'
>'Oh, right! Yes, of course. She's not too interested in mermen like I am, but she does complain how we don't spend enough time together.'
>Raise your eyebrow
'Does she know you are out here?'
>Seapony Lyra does her best Lairjack face
'Whatever. That's not important right now. Go get her, I'll be here.'
>She smiles and swims off, while you look at some of the trees
 
>Some time later, Seapony Lyra and Prawn-Prawn emerge
>Seapony Lyra also seems to have a blue bag with her
>You look over your shoulder and wave, and they get as close as they can
>Seapony Lyra is beside herself, saying how dexterous and wonderful your hands look
>Prawn-Prawn doesn't look too interested, but she's putting up with it
>The two nuzzle each other a bit and you smile; they are pretty close
'Well, now. Without further ado, behold the might of the humans!'
>Seapony Lyra giggles a bit, and Prawn-Prawn cracks a smile at your haminess
>You turn to the closest tree, and grip the axe tightly
>It won't be easy, but you shall try
>You raise the axe, and bring it down to the trunk of the tree
 
>Eventually, the sun is high in the air
>You've hardly made and progress on the tree
>You are panting, sweating and somewhat sunburnt
>Seapony Lyra is enraptured by your performance, but Prawn-Prawn just seems annoyed
>'Well, Anon, it's been. . .interesting, but we really ought to be going.'
>Seapony Lyra breaks from her trance and looks at her friend with a sad look on her face, but she understands
>Prawn-Prawn dives underwater, and Seapony Lyra magics over the bag she had
>'There was a hermit crab in the trap right before we left. Hopefully this will be good enough for a bit.'
>The bag seems cold to the touch
>You figure it was enchanted to preserve things for as long as possible
>You thank her and the two seaponies disappear under the water
>You realize something though
>You don't have any way to cook the meat