watching time slip away ⚘ muddy fishing (open) (GE)

[FRAGGLEROCK.]

Fraggle had never actually tried fishing before, but that was no real surprise. The boy still didn't have a firm grip on how to swim successfully just yet, so he didn't want to take the risks associated with fishing. It would be a shame if he was perched at the edge of the river and caught something, only to end up slipping forward and drowning. Just the thought of it was enough to send a shiver down the rabbit's spine. Besides that, his body wasn't exactly built for fishing, either. He had claws, but they weren't exactly long enough to spear anything, and although his teeth were strong, they were mostly meant for tearing through plants. That wasn't to say he had never thought about fishing, since it would be a way for him to make himself useful for The Golden Eye. However, Frag was also pretty sure he'd have to improvise a bit in order to even attempt fishing, and he was still only just beginning to make himself comfortable within the group.

This time, though, it seemed as though the youngling wouldn't have to do most of the work. Instead, he had just been hopping up to the side of the river when a bass suddenly fell in front of him, causing him to jump back in surprise. After a moment of frantically looking around, Fraggle was able to connect the dots, gaze moving between Aesior and the flopping fish. Suddenly feeling emboldened, Fragglerock threw himself forward onto the bass, pressing his paws against the writhing creature and digging his claws in as far as possible. As mentioned before, the boy's claws weren't exactly good for skewering, but they were pretty good for sinking in. As much as the feeling of blood staining his claws caused Frag to squirm, he kept pressing until the bass finally stopped moving. His muscles were already feeling tired as he took a step back, flicking his paws to try and get rid of the blood that stained them. He questioned Aesior afterwards, a vaguely concerned expression on his face, "I did good... right?" Be desperately hoped he hadn't messed up Aesior's hunt, and he wasn't just about to be yelled at.

After a moment of uneasiness, Fraggle then allowed himself to really think about what the other was doing, blue eyes focused on the river rushing around him. He then found himself questioning, his head tilting to one side and his feathered ears twitching, "You caught that fish, right? Are you sure this place is the best area to be fishing in? It seems really muddy..." Aesior probably knew better than him, though. It didn't even occur to the young rabbit that the feline could've accidentally caught the fish just by having his tail act as bait.

[glow=#4c2c1c,2,300]YOU CAN WRAP MY BRAIN IN PLASTIC[/glow]