Duck Lake sweet dreams

Cam could tell that he'd made the other angry, the white furred male bared his teeth in a snarl. When the other growled, Cam braced himself flinching at the sound, surely he was about to be attacked. But the growl stopped abruptly, the albino using his words instead. The other had a good point, one that Cam himself lived by. Why do something yourself when others can do it for you? He couldn't argue against that, but that didn't mean he was gonna do it. He shut his mouth this time, waiting to see what Xan would say next.

The other's next question made his fur bristle a bit. Yes of course he knew how to fish? Did he really look that weak and helpless for the other to assume he couldn't fish? But Cam decided to use it to his advantage. Better to have the other think he actually didn't know how to fish than to think he was simply stubborn. He broke away his gaze from that of the handsome male's, looking to his paws as if embarrassed. The other's taunts were just begging for Cam to show him up, but the boy held his act. Instead he shot back up with a challenging look in his hazel golden eyes.

Teach me how then! I'm sure it's very easy for such a strong and skilled guy like you. Why don't you just show me how it's done? A smirk lit his face as he waited for the other's response. He'd never met someone like this albino before, so unpredictable. The whole situation was scary to him, but also exhilarating. Cam loved a good conflict.