aw fish sticks
07-28-2019, 02:30 PM
Armando stood on a rock in the water with a long, thin spear clutched between his teeth. He'd done his best to avoid getting wet so far, but the waves that constantly splashed his rock were doing their best to douse him. The little panda was having to juggling fishing with wave watching. If he wasn't careful he might get swept off his rock and then he'd really be in trouble. Armando wasn't much of a swimmer. He'd had to bribe a turtle to get to the island in the first place.
Spying a nearing wave, he crouched down and scuttled sideways to avoid it. Once it was past he ran back to his original spot, stood up on his hind legs and then used his front paws to drive his spear into the water. A large fish had been hovering near the base of his rock and he'd be damned if he let it get away.
Spying a nearing wave, he crouched down and scuttled sideways to avoid it. Once it was past he ran back to his original spot, stood up on his hind legs and then used his front paws to drive his spear into the water. A large fish had been hovering near the base of his rock and he'd be damned if he let it get away.
Armando has a female tufted titmouse companion. It doesn't have a name because it's dumb and doesn't deserve one. Assume it's with him always.