AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go
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The sound of his catch landing on shore managed to reach his ears over the sound of water about him, heart beating a bit frantically still. Memories that were coming weren't the happiest, he didn't want to remember any teeth on any part of his body. Shaking himself to chase away the memories of when he was much smaller, he blinked as he heard Fraggle's words. Realizing that the youngest member had aided him in dispatching his catch, he gave him a large grin in response around his stick before realizing he couldn't see it. Raising a dripping paw to his chin, he would move his paw in an arc towards Fraggle, a messy attempt to say thank you through sign language.
The rabbit's aid was what he needed, as accidental as the catch was, it still meant food, either for himself or for others. Sneezing faintly as he paused in the water, paw midair before splashing back into the water with the contraction of his muscles. Stick being clenched between his jaws he would wince as it creaked under uncontrolled pressure. Nodding to Fraggle's questions, he pointed to the river and riled up the dirt nearest to his paws before going still. Waiting for a few more moments, as soon as he spotted bubbles on the water's surface, he tensed and plunged the stick into the water. Luckily scoring a second bass, he struggled with the stick, having skewered the bass close to the spine. Carrying it to shore, he dropped his stick to free the bass and dispatch it with a crack of his jaws behind its head. Huffing slightly, he grinned at Fraggle, shaking off the scales that clung to his chin fur. Looking back at the river, he debated how to explain his tactic for fishing, as accidental as the tail was.
Rolling his stick with a paw as he thought, he tipped his head before sitting on his haunches. Using his paws, he attempted to make a visual scene of his trick with riling up the mud and murk. Moving one paw along as if it was a fish, he would extend one claw to pretend to be some sort of smaller fish and wiggle it some distance from the 'fish'. The 'fish' would close in on the 'bait' before 'taking' the 'bait'. Fish were attracted to tether smaller things that moved, and some bass were easier to catch in the mud as they seemed to think prey was easier to find where it might be stuck. He wasn't an expert on fishing, but he'd learned this much through his years and through experimentation to feed himself.
The rabbit's aid was what he needed, as accidental as the catch was, it still meant food, either for himself or for others. Sneezing faintly as he paused in the water, paw midair before splashing back into the water with the contraction of his muscles. Stick being clenched between his jaws he would wince as it creaked under uncontrolled pressure. Nodding to Fraggle's questions, he pointed to the river and riled up the dirt nearest to his paws before going still. Waiting for a few more moments, as soon as he spotted bubbles on the water's surface, he tensed and plunged the stick into the water. Luckily scoring a second bass, he struggled with the stick, having skewered the bass close to the spine. Carrying it to shore, he dropped his stick to free the bass and dispatch it with a crack of his jaws behind its head. Huffing slightly, he grinned at Fraggle, shaking off the scales that clung to his chin fur. Looking back at the river, he debated how to explain his tactic for fishing, as accidental as the tail was.
Rolling his stick with a paw as he thought, he tipped his head before sitting on his haunches. Using his paws, he attempted to make a visual scene of his trick with riling up the mud and murk. Moving one paw along as if it was a fish, he would extend one claw to pretend to be some sort of smaller fish and wiggle it some distance from the 'fish'. The 'fish' would close in on the 'bait' before 'taking' the 'bait'. Fish were attracted to tether smaller things that moved, and some bass were easier to catch in the mud as they seemed to think prey was easier to find where it might be stuck. He wasn't an expert on fishing, but he'd learned this much through his years and through experimentation to feed himself.
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THE FLOWER BURNS