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tadpoles - Teya - February 25, 2024
backdated to feb 19! <3
when teya and ponyboy had spoken, the riverwolf sought @Bronte. her daughter had suffered a great deal of loss and her reaction had been understandable.
another fish, a grayling, would make its way as a meal for the girl, young woman anymore. teya lay it down and called for bronte now, eyes searching the evening.
another fish, a grayling, would make its way as a meal for the girl, young woman anymore. teya lay it down and called for bronte now, eyes searching the evening.
RE: tadpoles - Bronte - March 13, 2024
Teya's voice reached her, beckoning daughter to mother. Bronte answered. Through the shadows of the dark, her bright form emerged. Coming rushing at a brisk trot, amber eyes alive and on Teya, by the water side.
Tail whisking low, brushing at the curve of her hocks, she greeted her mother with soft nudge to her cheek. Bending down, she inspected the fish, but did not move to taste it. "What species is this?" She inquired. And then she came out with it. "I think I might wanna take up fishing, like you, mother. Will you show me?"
RE: tadpoles - Teya - March 17, 2024
"of course," teya said, surprised and touched. and — the raven could not help but compare this to her relationship with sorana, and so it came to pass that each soft interaction with her younger daughter resulted in a small glissade of shame.
but she shook it away, and smiled brightly. "too cold to swim," teya mused. "ice breaking. we go to lake. eat first," she urged, motherly even in her vagueness about such things. "and this is called a grayling."
but she shook it away, and smiled brightly. "too cold to swim," teya mused. "ice breaking. we go to lake. eat first," she urged, motherly even in her vagueness about such things. "and this is called a grayling."
RE: tadpoles - Bronte - March 17, 2024
She had been considering a lot lately. Mainly about the role she wanted to play in the pack. She would be a year old soon and it was time to start taking on something serious. "Thanks! I always saw you had a natural talent for it and I wanted to see if I got it too!" She beamed.
Before going to the lake, she would fill her belly with the catch Teya had supplied for her. "A Grayling huh. They common?" She could see why the fish got it's namesake, with the silver to gray scales lining it. She saved her other questions, biting into the flesh. Letting it split beneath her teeth, feeling the texture and flavor with her tongue. A fine introduction to the art of becoming a fish master.
RE: tadpoles - Teya - March 20, 2024
"very common," teya assured, contented by bronte's swift interest in what she had to teach. "best to hunt at night, when raining. harder to see but not as easy for fish to sense," she explained, settling into her milieu.
"fishing is — lot of waiting," she chuckled gently. "good to be still for a while. let mind wander. you practice, eventually your mind wander while your paws fish," the raven promised, smiling at her daughter as she ate.
"fishing is — lot of waiting," she chuckled gently. "good to be still for a while. let mind wander. you practice, eventually your mind wander while your paws fish," the raven promised, smiling at her daughter as she ate.
RE: tadpoles - Bronte - April 04, 2024
Although fresh, Bronte found the meat to be mushier than she expected. Quite bony too, but that was a given with any fish you'd sink your teeth into. Once she picked her way through the bones, she licked her lips clean. "I don't mind waiting. I want to give it a try. To experience it, to see what it is like!"
She padded up to Teya, sliding her side along hers in a touch of mother-daughter affection. "I'm ready to give it a shot."
RE: tadpoles - Teya - April 10, 2024
bronte was exuberant, and her mother laughed. "go on, then," teya encouraged. "i wait back here. watch for shadows on water," she warned. "scare fish."
wading from the shallows, teya held off giving more advice, only nodded encouragingly at bronte and waited to see what would happen as the fading sunlight shone down upon them.
wading from the shallows, teya held off giving more advice, only nodded encouragingly at bronte and waited to see what would happen as the fading sunlight shone down upon them.
RE: tadpoles - Bronte - May 01, 2024
Into the water she stepped. It swirled, cold around her feet. Being inexperienced, Bronte wasn't nearly as quiet as she should have been. She had no idea how silent she must be. How slow or fast to move, or where the best spot to position herself in the water was.
Inquisitive bourbon eyes looked to find her mother. Waiting. Seeking guidance and further instruction.
RE: tadpoles - Teya - May 15, 2024
"quiet. slow. think like ... water. think like water. think like tree in water. stand very still, hm? yes. very still. let mind empty. let mind think only of shadows on water. do not think of time."
teya fell into another silence, watchful.
teya fell into another silence, watchful.
RE: tadpoles - Bronte - May 15, 2024
She must be quiet. Stand still. With a slight tip of acknowledgement, Bronte inhaled and shut her eyes.
She pictured herself as one with the stream. Merging with the waters seamlessly, where her legs may have no end. In her chest, she pictured her heart slowing to a calming, tranquil beat. Attentively but peaceably, she drunk in the sounds of the wild all around her. Let them merge and mesh, enveloping her.
In those few seconds, she already felt re-focused when she opened her eyes again. As she did the world around blurred out. Her vision focused pin point on only the deepest of dark shadows and nothing else. She watched for the shape of a dorsal fin. The flutter of a tail. The sweeping movement of a fish pressing through the water.
She did not move a muscle. Not a twitch. She waited until one dark shape turned, looking to come in her direction. There was no thought; only action as her muzzle darted forward to plunge seamlessly in the water. Teeth parted. Seeking. Trying to grip. Grazing scales. The fish was much more slippery and quick than she had ever expected. A mouthful of grayed scales shaved off for her efforts.
RE: tadpoles - Teya - May 24, 2024
teya sprang up. "good! good! hard to hold, yeah?" she laughed with jubilant pride. "you fast, bronte. very fast." after a moment's sparkle of powerful joy, she motioned back to the water. "i show you some tips."
she taught her daughter how to stand in the water, on light pawpads and legs loose, shoulders and hips holding strain until the strike down. then weight shifted forward, then back again as a counterbalance to the thrashing fish.
she pulled two from the lake with this method, then slid out of the shallows with a chuff, "now you, hm? go ahead!"
she taught her daughter how to stand in the water, on light pawpads and legs loose, shoulders and hips holding strain until the strike down. then weight shifted forward, then back again as a counterbalance to the thrashing fish.
she pulled two from the lake with this method, then slid out of the shallows with a chuff, "now you, hm? go ahead!"