Mudminnow River east hastings

"It won't work if you are moving."

The voice came out of nowhere, and Ruvik's attention immediately leapt from the river to behind him, whipping his head around so fast he nearly sprained it. There stood a woman with a dark coat and a critical gaze, speaking with the authority of someone three times her size. Her suggestion of needing to stay still may as well have fallen on deaf ears as Ruvik backed away from the bank, his tail curling between his legs.

It took a few seconds to register, but it finally dawned on him that, despite her harsh tone, it seemed she was actually giving him advice. After staring at her blankly for several moments, he looked to the river again thoughtfully. They could see the shadows. "P-patience," he uttered, looking back to her as if seeking approval.