Fights were not an uncommon sight between them and the slightest thing could cause them. Rocma doesn’t care to remember what caused it this time. All she’s focusing on at the moment is quite literally staying on Idate’s back. Her claws have sunk into his back and her teeth into another part of it. Perhaps not the fairest move to make, but he does have her in the water.
And she’d do herself in if that coward had to save her again. Either that or off the wolf herself.
Blood and fin fill her mouth and she releases her bite only for a moment to try and take a chunk out of a different part of his back. Water is probably thrashing and churning around them but at least she’s not as helpless as she was that last time. Growling comes up in in bubbles and shit-- she’ll need to take a breath soon. She’s slow enough on land, so understandably slower in water. One thing is certain in her mind though. If she is to die in these waters, she’ll be damn sure to take the orca with her. He will not be allowed free roam of the isle if she is not there to protect it.