Here Fishy Fishy
01-05-2014, 07:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-05-2014, 08:01 PM by Sucre I.)
Carlito "Sucre" Dalibor
The sound of humming proceeded the entrance of another wolf. This one, a male, came in bobbing and swaying like he was listening to a song so fantastic it demanded movement. Sucre's head canted to one side, eying the newcomer with interest. Now who was this guy? He flicked an ear back as the brute spoke. What? Hm. Confusion made his ears twitch but he didn't dwell on it long, choosing to roll with the new guy's offbeat greeting. "Yeah, sure, come on in. Water's great!" He suppressed another shiver, one side of his mouth turning up in a half smile. "Bit nippy." A lot nippy, actually. The dip wasn't his best idea.
You know what would be nice and warming? A fish flopping around in his belly. Sucre eyed the water, but didn't see anything. Was it too cold for fish? Was it ever too cold for fish? He didn't think so. Maybe they were just recovering from his wicked water ninja moves. Oh, well. He wasn't very good at fishing anyway. The few times that he'd done it the brute found the task to be kinda boring and in the end what he'd walked away with wasn't really worth the time spent catching it. From then on if he craved fish the brute simply stole it from a better fisher.
Sucre stretched and then shook out his fur again, creating a new crop of spikes throughout his coat. Either his fur was beginning to dry or it was beginning to freeze; either way, he'd stopped dripping. Now he was itchy. Or maybe just fidgety; he hadn't decided yet. The brute sat down hard, leaned to the side and stuck out a foot, lifting the appendage up to scratch it across his ribs. Yep. Itchy.
The sound of humming proceeded the entrance of another wolf. This one, a male, came in bobbing and swaying like he was listening to a song so fantastic it demanded movement. Sucre's head canted to one side, eying the newcomer with interest. Now who was this guy? He flicked an ear back as the brute spoke. What? Hm. Confusion made his ears twitch but he didn't dwell on it long, choosing to roll with the new guy's offbeat greeting. "Yeah, sure, come on in. Water's great!" He suppressed another shiver, one side of his mouth turning up in a half smile. "Bit nippy." A lot nippy, actually. The dip wasn't his best idea.
You know what would be nice and warming? A fish flopping around in his belly. Sucre eyed the water, but didn't see anything. Was it too cold for fish? Was it ever too cold for fish? He didn't think so. Maybe they were just recovering from his wicked water ninja moves. Oh, well. He wasn't very good at fishing anyway. The few times that he'd done it the brute found the task to be kinda boring and in the end what he'd walked away with wasn't really worth the time spent catching it. From then on if he craved fish the brute simply stole it from a better fisher.
Sucre stretched and then shook out his fur again, creating a new crop of spikes throughout his coat. Either his fur was beginning to dry or it was beginning to freeze; either way, he'd stopped dripping. Now he was itchy. Or maybe just fidgety; he hadn't decided yet. The brute sat down hard, leaned to the side and stuck out a foot, lifting the appendage up to scratch it across his ribs. Yep. Itchy.
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