A Tisket, A Tasket, I'm Making A Fishing Basket

Birna spied a flash heading for the basket but she waited a bit longer, wanting to be sure they had a fish or few before disturbing the water and possibly scaring the fish away from their snare. She looked at Vanille who looked up and the leopard nodded. She was pretty sure they had something in there. Taking hold of the vine she started to lure the trap in, pausing when she started getting close to the weeds. Wary of risking damage to the snare she waded out into the weeds and cattails, grabbing the baset in her jaws and carefully lifting it up. The water drained out and she could hear the flopping of fish. Grinning she took the snare back to shore. With Guelder's help they unfashed the smaller basket and removed it to reveal a number of bluegill and pan fish flopping in the larger basket. "Success! Let's split these up and eat."

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