Why was he so painfully awkward? Ugh. Luckily this female didn't seem mean-spirited, though he likely would've quickly adjusted his expression if it seemed like she was being a jerk to him. He might be a little awkward, but he still had pride.. so hopefully the way she was laughing was as light-hearted as it sounded to him. He let his smile remain, though made sure to turn to see what exactly she was doing - just in case.
"Nice to meet you, Moon," he greeted her, his voice muffled with a mouthful of fish as he dipped his head as he lifted himself from the water and moved slowly toward the shore. He was surprised when she acknowledge the hole she'd started digging was for him. For a split second he wondered if this was some kind of trap - maybe she was going to snag up his own fish and call them hers - but the thought disappeared as quickly as it came. He didn't care much about winning, despite wanting to make his family and his pack proud.
"Thanks. That's a good idea," he said in regards to the hole she'd dug, his words genuine as he ambled back to the shore to drop the fish he'd caught so far into it. "Are you from around here?" He asked after a moment, glancing her way as he waded back into the shallows. He supposed Abaven was somewhat lucky; the journey here was pretty short, all things considered. His grin lifted slightly even as he turned to dive for another fish, hoping to get lucky again.
