Totoka River heard his name wrong and i'm too scared to ask again

@Helix

He had gladly given up hunting things that had feathers. Rokig was still far too shaken up after his whole incident with the talking bird. So he stuck to the water that day. His eyes roamed across the shimmering surface. There had been a few attempts to catch something but so far he had been unsuccessful. He would return home with something. He had to. After the other day's failure he could not come back empty again. Even a few tiny fish would do. Anything to show he was still capable of pulling his weight.

Something was moving just below the surface only a few feet away but he hesitated, waiting for the right moment to strike. It just needed to be a tad closer.