Duck Lake sweet dreams

Cam kept his eyes glued to the water, almost completely blocking out his surroundings. Finally, he noticed a small sliver, catching the midday light and dipping up and down in the water. A triumphant smile lit his features as he lashed out at the fish, hunger drove him full force. But the sound of a voice halted him. He whipped his head around as quickly as he could, to see where the voice had come from, and when he turned back to where the fish had been, it was there no longer. 

A frustrated growl emitted from his throat as he clenched his teeth. Whoever this was interrupting him, had cost him his meal, and Cam wasn't about to have that. He turned to face the other, a bitter grin on his face. Before he even had the chance to size up the other or think about his words, the boy spoke. Oh I'm sorry. Is this your lake? Cause I didn't smell any borders or... He trailed off with a smirk, his bright hazel gaze fixated on the crimson eyes of the other male.