Only Dead Fish Swim With The Stream

Arc chuckled softly and smiled a little more as his mother ruffled his mane and he nodded in agreement as she said that he would stay on this side and she'd go to the other so they could walk the net up the stream. He nearly volunteered to go to the opposite side instead since he was taller with longer legs, but before he could say anything she was already off across the narrow point in the river while holding the opposite end of the net. Well, at least he wouldn't have to worry about getting his mane wet yet. The longer and thicker it became the more of a pain it was to get it dry. Once she was on the other side he got up and started following her lead as they walked along the river together with the net stretched between them. He watched her pace to make sure he matched her, combing through the water with the net and hopefully scooping up some fish along the way.

He tried to peek down through the water as they went to see if anything was getting hung in the pocket of the net, but it was hard to see through the bubbling, rushing water that was occasionally like rapids and too rough for him to see anything past the surface. The net did start to feel heavier eventually and more difficult to pull so he had to guess that they were at least catching something. He waited for them to get to another narrow point in the river and for his mother to give him a signal to stop. Once she did he acted as a bit of an anchor on his side of the river, holding tight to the net while she brought her corner back over and when she neared the bank he reached out to take the corner of the net from her holding both sides firmly while she got back onto shore.

"Arcturus Fatalis"