Vulpes
08-11-2017, 02:51 AM
He was energetic and charismatic and she could appreciate that. Though she tried her best to be sort of the opposite. She was usually calm and quiet though she had her moments for sure. She watched as he literally jumped up and struck his pose earning him yet another small giggle. She wasn't intending to laugh at him but she found him funny. She nodded and followed quickly but not as quick as he moved.
Each step she took was delicate and dainty looking though she wasn't always as she appeared. As he lead the way she kept a smile on her face. His energy was almost entirely infectious. As they reached the side of the water she made her way out on a dead branch as she eyed the water, stopping just as it lapped at her nails. She was much lighter than he looked so it was likely easier for her to do this. She could see the small shadows below, likely bluegill. She looked over her shoulder at him for a second before turning her attention back to the fish. She'd need to sit still for one to come close enough for her technique. Though she did wonder about his technique. Just as one came close she slowly opened her jaw and tensed, ready to pounce. Writhing a minute she was leaping like an arrow straight at it. Her ears pressed back and her head diving into the water first. It happened quickly and she had it by its head. She surfaced and swam back to the shore, emerging and shaking out her pelt. Her eyes went to dart and she sat to dry off and watch him fish. She wanted to see him succeed too.
Each step she took was delicate and dainty looking though she wasn't always as she appeared. As he lead the way she kept a smile on her face. His energy was almost entirely infectious. As they reached the side of the water she made her way out on a dead branch as she eyed the water, stopping just as it lapped at her nails. She was much lighter than he looked so it was likely easier for her to do this. She could see the small shadows below, likely bluegill. She looked over her shoulder at him for a second before turning her attention back to the fish. She'd need to sit still for one to come close enough for her technique. Though she did wonder about his technique. Just as one came close she slowly opened her jaw and tensed, ready to pounce. Writhing a minute she was leaping like an arrow straight at it. Her ears pressed back and her head diving into the water first. It happened quickly and she had it by its head. She surfaced and swam back to the shore, emerging and shaking out her pelt. Her eyes went to dart and she sat to dry off and watch him fish. She wanted to see him succeed too.