The free ride was wonderful, but even Breshli was beginning to tire. The boat was fairly large, and the Crassiden pod had surfed its wake for quite some distance. Breshli reluctantly whistled the command to break off. Another promising cruise gone nowhere.
Boats were impossible to figure out. This one seemed the appropriate size and speed of one seeking tuna. It even sounded almost exactly like the one of their most recent success, which was beginning to dim into a distant memory. The pod loved to cruise with the tuna hunters. The ability of the men in these boats to find immense schools of fish left Breshli in awe. He was convinced they possessed some form of magic unseen beneath the Border.
Breshli scanned the others in the pod. They were tired and happy to relax. Most of them were h
