Sometimes, You Just Gotta Make A Net

He frowned when Aresenn said he didn't know either if they swam or not. Did they really just...live stuck to a rock? He couldn't imagine living like that. Just sitting in one spot their whole lives. Watching the world go by. Wait...did they even have eyes!? "We'll find out." "Yeah!" He was curious to find out, standing up and shaking the sand off his rump as he and his brother admitted their handiwork. For first-timers, they didn't do a bad job at all! At least he thought so anyway! "Wonder if we can use this to pull a prank on dad or Rivin after..." He mused absentmindedly. A grin spread as he picked up his end and trotted along with his brother to the nearest tidepool.

He peered into the tidepool for a moment before letting his end drop into it, then he stood there and stared. Watching. Waiting. He had no clue how a net worked, or how things got caught in it, but they were about to find out! "So...how long do we wait?" His brother had been with Jack and his net, right? Surely he had some idea of the process, because he sure as hell didn't considering he had never used one before!