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

[FRAGGLEROCK.]

Luckily for Aesior, Fraggle hadn't been around early enough to see that the other's first catch had been mostly a matter of luck. If he had been, he probably would've thought there was some element of luck to the whole thing – which wasn't entirely wrong. After all, whether a fish decided to bite or not was entirely determined by whether they found your "bait" enticing enough. In this particular case, Aesior's tail had evidently been just the ticket. With the next catch, though... that was all skill. Fragglerock found himself watching with a wide blue gaze, a gasp of joy leaving him as Aes shot the stick forward, jabbing directly through the fish he was aiming for. Without hesitation, Frag found himself sitting back on his haunches, paws smacking together in a clapping motion as he cheered, "Good job, Aesior! That was great. At this rate, we'll have plenty of fish for the group in no time." Of course, the feline was really the one doing most of the work in that "we." Still, the boy was happy to take care of any fish that thought they could sneakily find their way back into the water.

As Fraggle's excitement died down, he quickly found himself entrance as Aesior tried to explain the tricks of muddy fishing to him. Obviously the barrier of the other being mute made it a bit difficult, but the rabbit found himself able to follow along fairly well. Once the small presentation was done, Frag nodded firmly and said with some degree of reverence, "Wow... that's really cool. It must've taken a long while for you to learn so much about fishing..." As he looked back down at the muddy water, the rabbit momentarily found himself wondering what he could learn, given enough time. Hopefully his time within The Golden Eye would gradually make him more and more experienced, so that he wouldn't feel so guilty. He didn't want to be a leech, like several seemed convinced that he would be. Either way, he was sure that Aesior would be happy to help with whatever he chose to learn. The feline had already been so helpful thus far.

Fragglerock was then broken from his pondering by Damion's approach, glancing over at the other and taking a moment to process what he had said. Both hidden from one another? He supposed that could be useful, at least in this particular scenario. He muttered softly, glancing at the sparse trees and other bits of wildlife around them, "I suppose that's true... only really when it comes to something like fishing, though. I mean, I don't hunt myself, but... wouldn't you want to be able to see your prey clearly in other kinds of hunting?" It would be a pain to go stalking after a squirrel in the darkness, only to end up taking a leap of faith that slammed you straight into a tree.

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