Qeya River Ocean glass

Same difference, Wildfire thought to herself, shrugging a shoulder and nodding when the stranger repeated her offer. She introduced herself in the next breath and the yearling immediately caught onto the peculiar lilt of her voice. It was familiar, somehow, though she couldn't quite place it at the moment. Nonetheless, she enjoyed it, as she usually did with foreign accents.

The younger of the two expected some sort of detailed lesson plan, yet it seemed she would get (another) demonstration first. Sadie caught a second fish just as smoothly as the first, causing another jolt of envy to squeeze Wildfire's innards. She almost whined under her breath at the unfairness of it all. Then again, Sadie had surely practiced quite a lot to become such a masterful fisher.

Sadie looked to her, as if expecting Wildfire to give it another try. "Um," she said a bit awkwardly, shifting her weight. "Could you show me what you did? Exactly? Because from where I'm standing, you just reached in and that fish swam right into your mouth." Of course, that wasn't true, but Sadie made it look just that easy and effortless. If Wildfire hoped to learn anything, she would need some more detailed instructions—or at least several dozen more practical demonstrations.