Fate didn't seem quite so keen on the idea of putting his head underneath the water. That was fine, it wasn't to everyone's taste after all and as long as he was close enough to land this tactic should still work. Maybe if his reflexes improved as he got bigger he could even try catching them in the air again, though for now it was best to keep it simple.
Aslan watched as Fate once more set to motion on trying again, once more his poised himself over the water, eyes watching carefully and paw ready to strike. In a fluid motion the paw dipped back into the water and once more a fish came flying free, this time sent backwards and landing upon the ground and Fate happily scampered over to retrieve it.
Now there was definitely a reason for the wide smile on Aslan's face. "Good job. We'll make a fisherman of you yet." He congratulated him, glad to see his brother succeed and pleased by the happiness it brought him. And he'd helped, that sense of pride was back again. "You're welcome. But go on, go give it to mum whilst it's fresh." He encouraged, the sense of achievement that Fate carried would hopefully rub off on their mother and cheer her up a little.
