His older brother had excellent advice as he explained that if he wanted to catch it, he needed to scoop it and throw it towards the land or he could stick his head under water to catch it. "I'd prefer to keep my head drive." He joked with a small giggle as he focused once more on the water. He would catch this last fish for his mom. He narrowed his eyes intently, waiting for the fish to return. In the back of his head, he wondered why the fish returned but he would not concern himself with that... he needed to focus. He watched as the fish started to swarm back to their location as his paw remained still above the water. He would swoop down in one fluid motion aimed towards the land and the fish went flying out through the air onto the shore. Fate ran towards it, picking it up in his jaws. The lack of oxygen and impact of the landing had killed the fish but Fate wanted to make sure. "I cawt it!" He said with excitement as the fish remained in his mouth. "Fank yew Aslan!"
