fishing with grandpa
11-04-2014, 12:02 AM
Brow would raise as Amarant would disagree with him, no he had never fished? Kylar wasn't surprised, it was a skill most wolves lacked it seemed but one his mother had insisted on teaching him. It was a stupid and sometimes useless skill but damn when the salmon were running it was fun. "Well. It a warmer day today. I thought we might see what we could catch." Kylar would offer, massive shoulders shrugging as he lead Ammy towards the river that rain through the outer edge of the plains. Amarant would speak again, saying that he liked it here and slowly Kylar would smile. He liked it here? Maybe they had a chance? "I'm glad. I'm sorry for the? circumstances that brought us together but I am glad you are here none the less. If you ever need anything Amarant. Please. Just ask." He would say, attempting to smile down at Amarant though he wasn't sure if it would come across right. He sucked at supportive. But he would try. They hit the river only a moment later, slow moving and lazy as it arched it's way through the plains. Yes it was warm but who knew if there would be fish. This river in particular had both salt and fresh water, arching from the sea and bending around. It really was nice here... HER WORDS HERE HIS WORDS HERE |