Black Morass glowbell [m]

Kynareth can’t help himself. When she grins at him and mentions a ‘next time’ he grins right back. “Perhaps.” Is all he hums back, his voice is deep but his tone is light as he says it.

He’s satisfied that she allows him the generous offer of taking some with her. He would have none of it if she refused. He would become one of those grandmas that stuff her grandchild’s hands with treats of all kinds and send them on their way. If the Grandmaster offers his services or generosity, he expects it to be taken. In this case it has, so he has no complaints as they wade through the water together.

Though when he’s purring out and brushing past her, he catches the look she offers and his own becomes just that much more curious. It seems his advances aren’t unwanted, for she remains close to him as the water deepens. Her voice sounds out and her words only solidify his decision to continue to try his luck at wooing her. Oh, he hopes he doesn’t leave hungry. 

His paws squish through the soft ground below and finally once he feels like he’s found a well enough spot he stills. Head heals high, but chin tilted down to watch and feel the water around him. Waiting for it to shift in the perfect way, his ears shift. Then as a fish moves past his paw, his massive head fearlessly disappears beneath the murky water. The flexing of his muscles and the light jerk of his body means lightest of struggles is at foot. 

Then, only a few seconds later he’s raising, a small five inch catfish clench d in between dangerous teeth. A smile on his maw shows how proud he is of his meager but fruitful catch as he turns to his new friend to regard her with a humorous wiggle of his brows. Moving to step out onto the bank he drops it, smacking his lips and tongue at the horrible taste of the water. 

“Fishing isn’t horribly troubling.” He hums conversationally. “But I’m not the best, as you can see.” He chuckles lowly. Nodding his head to his small catch. Then he smirks, titling his head. “Any tips, peaches? You may be able to teach an old dog new tricks.” It’s then that Donovan decides he’s found the perfect nickname for her. Peaches; for her beautifully colored fur.