Northstar Vale Open your eyes and see

For @Kaworu !

Rory liked fish. Mama had caught them a few times, and let Rory try a bite or two. He'd enjoyed the flavor immensely, and it was such a rare treat that he hadn't gotten sick of it like, oh, everything else he'd ever eaten ever. When he'd tumbled down onto the shores of the creek that afternoon, not sure how he'd gotten there or where he was exactly, his first thought had been exactly that. "I like fish."

He hadn't quite expected fish to like him, too. Actually it was pretty surprising, when he dunked his head in the creek to look for the little silver minnows and suddenly had something twice as big attached to his nose. Rory dragged it out of the river with a little difficulty, flailing pathetically and making little bwarf noises as he tried to bark around the maw clamped on his muzzle. The fish flopped around, fighting as hard to get him into the water as he was to get out of it.

The splashing spectacle they made scared off all the other fish, but Rory wasn't too worried about that just then.