Whitefish River one persistent pack

Good to know, for future fishing trips he’ll have to make sure to call Hiero along. Eve gives him a nod, and hopes it conveys that he, too, could count on him in the future for any fishing endeavors—it’ll be difficult to stop Eve from doing what he loves, and a for sure sign something was up if he ever did stop fishing.
For now, they both focused on the waters. Eve enters slowly after Hiero, beaming with delight and pride that the bank he loved for all these months has remained much the same. He missed this spot so much.
He stands in wait, watching for any flicks of shiny scales underneath the surface, and glances over to observe when Hiero moves to catch the first fish of the day. Nice catch!
And then it truly is his turn. He waits around a bit for the waters to settle again, before he spots his target incoming; a blueback herring. His strike almost ends with a miss as the speedy fish darts immediately, but fortunately, Evergreen is able to correct his clumsy movement and crunch down—securing their second catch.

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