Dragoncrest Cliffs island warfish

Artaax could tell he'd done something wrong, even though Arlo didn't exactly call him out on it. His ears fell slightly and he dipped his muzzle, giving an apologetic look. It disappeared shortly as the boy was swept away by the additional instructions that were provided. He gave a nod to confirm that he understood then turned back to the water's surface. He tensed his muscles as he stood, determined to remain completely still and silent so as not to scare the fish away again. He was going to do this right, and he was going to do this well, and then all of the pack would gather round and cheer for him and praise him and it would be awesome.