ardent

fishes in surprising places

Pro Angler #2 (Lake trout)



Tethys

Armada
Young Fatalis

Intermediate Fighter (30)

Intermediate Hunter (50)

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
481
size
Titan
build
Balanced
posts
86
player
Nyx
10-28-2024, 01:04 PM

This man seemed quite strange to her- but then again, most wolves felt strange to her, almost alien. The only ones that felt even remotely like kindred spirits were her family members. Briefly she wondered where he came from what sort of wolf he was, but it wasn't really any of her business. Another soft snort of amusement was given, noting that he seemed a little less tense now that she had relaxed a bit too. "Trying to fish," she reiterated carefully.

Though amused by his mistake, she didn't really judge him for it. He articulated clearly that he was more used to hunting than fishing, which were two entirely different methods of obtaining prey. She understood what he meant, and nodded along. Tethys was the same way, having much more experience trying to chase down large prey that were common to find wandering the tundras, or smaller prey like hares and other arctic rodents.

He seemed as respectful as he could be, giving her some space while still watching where she gestured. Moving back just a tad when he zeroed in on the fish, she watched as he studied it, waiting for it to sneak closer to the surface. When it was within reach, he lunged for it, fighting against its hard flailing as he surfaced with the strong fish. That wasn't the only thing he brought up, though- a spray of cold water was sent directly into her face and eyes. Instinctively she squinted hard against it, attempting to keep most out of her eyes.

It only took him for a moment to realized what he'd done, though she was already shaking her head to rid it of water. "It's fine," she assured him lamely. If that was the worst thing that happened to her today, she'd be just fine with it. The way his smile dropped made it obvious that he hadn't meant to, so how could she hold it against him? She almost thought to deny his offer, but she wasn't sure how that might come across to him. "I- alright, if you're sure," she said, warily moving over to pull the fish closer.

A good few bites would be taken before she temporarily abandoned her fish, moving to the edge of the river again. If the fish were here feeding, surely there were more? "I figured I should see if I can snag a few more, for my pack," she explained, strangely enough not wanting to seem overly gluttonous after being given free food. "My name's Tethys Fatalis, by the way, of the Armada." Watching the water's still surface, she spotted a few faint shadowy figures beneath the surface, waiting patiently for the right moment to snatch one up.