Totoka River Flowers are happy things.

@Dante :-)

Julooke had trotted over to Totoka River, planning on doing some fishing. It was dusk, which was the perfect time to go. The sun was set far enough that her body wouldn't cast a shadow on the water, and thus she wouldn't scare the fish away. She approached the river's edge, watching the water as it flowed. The water wasn't rushing here, and it was kind of narrow, so it would be a good spot to fish.

She waded into the water slowly and positioned herself in the middle of the river, facing upstream, the water almost reaching her elbows. She stood as still as possible, watching a few fish swim by here and there, none of them close enough for her to think about going for. The minutes ticked by, and still she stood. She was nothing if not determined, and this was about the only time anyone could catch Julooke being still.

Finally, she caught sight of a fish heading straight for her. When it got close enough, her head darted into the river, jaws opening and closing quickly. She struggled for a moment, but the fish slipped through her teeth, though not without a slit to its tail. If she had just been a bit faster, it would have been hers. She lifted her head out of the stream, shaking the water off before returning to her statue-like stance.