aw fish sticks
07-28-2019, 03:38 PM
Armando hauled the spear back and inspected the fish skewered on the end with a satisfied expression. He then lifted it off the end and dropped it into the bag he'd been given. In hindsight he should have asked if this contest was catch and release, but eh, too late now.
A young voice brought his head around. The one asking about his spear was a young wolf pup. Armando patted the spear appreciatively and replied, "This handy little thing is called a spear." He whipped it around and poked it teasingly in the pup's direction. "It's for catching prey."
He saw a shadow out of the corner of his eye and quickly turned back to the water. With a forceful stab he drove the spear into the water and hopefully into a fish.
A young voice brought his head around. The one asking about his spear was a young wolf pup. Armando patted the spear appreciatively and replied, "This handy little thing is called a spear." He whipped it around and poked it teasingly in the pup's direction. "It's for catching prey."
He saw a shadow out of the corner of his eye and quickly turned back to the water. With a forceful stab he drove the spear into the water and hopefully into a fish.
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.