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He didn't plan on coming out tonight, but one of his little fox kits insisted on fish for dinner, and refused anything else Ace had tried to offer. Grumbling, Ace headed off to the nearby waterfalls where he knew there were smaller pools to make it easier to snag a couple of fish. He wasn't keen on fishing so late, but the boy would not go to sleep until he had his fish, and Ace didn't want to deal with having to stay up all night, either. So here he was, sweeping into the falls in search of a pool that had some decent fish in it. The moon lit up his pelt, making him appear almost ghostly as he lumbered through the trees and down to where he knew some pools to be. It didn't take him terribly long to find some, and each had some decent sized fish.

Ace decided he oughta just start fishing now and get it over with so he could go back, feed the kit, and go to sleep. So that's what he did. He caught a couple of good sized fish after a few short minutes, and with his catch in his jaws, began his return to Abaven. However, shortly after leaving the fishing spot, he spotted someone else sitting by another pool. He was in the path that Ace was going to take back home, and he could easily avoid him by going around but...he didn't want to waste any more time then he had to. With a resigned sigh, he continued on his path until he was within earshot of the male. Carefully, he placed his catch at his feet, licking his lips free of any scales that might have tried to stick to his jaws. "Good evening, stranger. If you're looking for a good fishing spot, there's one over that way." Of course, he had no idea what this guy was doing, he was just trying to be polite and casual.

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