Duck Lake sweet dreams

No, course not. Cam shrugged it off quickly, he was getting tired of the albino's teasing. But he had lied a bit. The water was pretty cold. He was used to much warmer temperatures. And he was small, and tired. The coolness of the water hit him harder than it should have. But he didn't want to give away too much of his weaknesses, he could never know when the other might change his mind about attacking. His question about what the next step was, was answered without a glance his way until about mid sentence when he was shot a glare. Cam stopped with his tail, and gave his fishing partner and playful smirk. Perhaps this whole situation wasn't all awful. He had gotten to mess around with a handsome male, who was now fishing for him. Optimism.

The golden furred boy watched intently as the albino stayed quiet, patiently waiting his prey without a sound. Nothing was happening yet, and Cam opened his mouth to make a snarky comment when the other boy lashed out at the water, sending a wave of water right in his direction. Now soaked head to toe, Cam stood there, his mouth still open and now full of water. He spat it out quickly, and snapped his head back towards the other. If it weren't for the fish he saw dangling in the other's mouth, he would be a lot more pissed than he was.

So was the splashing necessary? Because it did make you look ridiculous. He teased, a bit more playfully now. He eyed the fish, its silvery scales bouncing light in every direction. He was obviously very hungry.