Philistine Festival

Though she dove with her eyes closed, somehow Amaretto managed to snag a fish. She hauled her writhing prize up and threw it towards the bank. Though it didn’t show in her face she was quite satisfied with her catch.

Her smug satisfaction was short lived, however, as a big bumbling behemoth was suddenly beside her, his booming voice cutting through the calm air and very nearly startling her out of the water.

She had never seen anything like him before and no matter how hard she tried to pull it away her eyes kept getting sucked back to his shirt. He dove into the water seemingly without first looking for a target as she had and with his head underwater and no way for him to hear her answer Amaretto was left wondering if he was mocking her or if he genuinely thought his way was better.

“Um...” she said slowly. “My way seems to be working for me...thanks.” To prove her point she did as she’d done the first time. She picked a target, waited for it to get close and then dove for it, her eyes closing and her mouth opening right before impact was made with the saltwater.