Verdant Basin End of the world - The musical

I am trying my damndest to figure out this darn dice thing haha!

[Mac rolled a 1 in the dice forum]

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"You ok?" he asked of Fry while his attention shifting wholly away from the she wolves and onto the Retriever. His brother appeared to be slightly out of breath - not entirely unusual but worth noting all the same - and there were heavy scuff marks, fresh, on one side of his cone. Mac had argued with himself as to whether or not he needed to try and wrestle the device off his companion but he still held the regard of their humans in high regard; Mac wasn't supposed to touch the cone. No No. No touch.
 
Bad boy.
 
The very thought of those two words made him wince. He abstained from going against the Masters' orders...but he wasn't sure how much longer Fry needed to be gallavanting around with it on.
 
"French Fry," he indicated with the backward tipping of his head to highlight that his announcement concerned the russet nugget hiding in his shadow.  "My brother," was tagged with an unmistakable flutter of pride upon his smiling lips. Fry was a total train wreck most times but gosh dangit he was a ball of love and good intentions. Mac loved him unconditionally...and he knew Fry loved him just as fiercely back.
 
The spooky femme wading in the water appeared to give it a go at fishing and Mac's ears lifted in interest. He hated that she failed...but he took the opportunity to try and be helpful. He moved forward slowly, contemplating the somewhat suspicious character of both of his new acuaintances, and sloshed his way into the water a few yards down from where Ondine sat.

There was a momentary pause before he plunged his head into the water. His droopy face made a stupendous clapping sound as they slapped the surface and the impact of his strike made the shallow depths ripple way beyond what his eyes could see.

It was a blind grab at the shapes flitting around but Mac's luck was often good. However when his soaking crown lifted there was nothing in his jaws; a mixed look of surprise and determination danced across his dripping face as he tilted his attention back to the water and baited the prey to return with his stillness. "One more," he murmured quietly to himself.