101 in feasting

‘The bigger the better, right?” Basilisk asked with a grin, wiggling his eyebrows at his friend as he started to wade. The water was cold up his legs, and he grimaced at the feel of it. Moving quickly. “Maybe it's too sheltered here with the cypress, or needs a warmer day. But it's pretty chilly, aye? Think it’ll be even colder after we get our fish?” he asked with an amused snort.

He climbed up on the fallen cypress, and offered the shorter girl a hand up when she reached it a moment after he did. They huddled together on the tree for a moment, with Basilisk leaning against Hazel. Right… let's get this thing back in there…” [/b] He said after a moment, pulling the netting off his back, and offering her a side of it. Together, they slid it back into the ocean. The slimy bait still tied in place.

It wasn’t much longer after that they began to see shapes of fish in the ocean before them. He cast big, excited eyes over at Hazel. It was working!

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