Ay Caramba!

He pranced towards the Rapids, on a mission to find a Bass for...Bass. Oh the irony! He snickered at the thought, what would be more perfect then catching a fish that had the same name as his best friend? His fluffy tail stuck straight out behind him, dainty paws walking at a rapid pace towards the rushing waters. He was a good hunter, or so he thought so. Maybe he would talk to Bass about training others who wished to follow the hunting path. When he had first come to Abaven near three years ago, he had been a pera but didn't get the chance to do anything with his duty since he had to leave almost as soon as he'd arrived.

When he reached the shallows, he crouched down near the water, carefully positioning himself so his shadow wouldn't fall upon the surface. It was sometime before noon, a perfect time to fish. He flicked his tail gently behind him, ears alert as crimson eyes stared into the water. He wondered if anyone else would find him out here, and if they so chose he would gladly teach them how to fish. Two was better then one, maybe they could have a fish feast tonight! After all, fish was the foxes favorite meal. Or his at least.

"Speak"