Ravensblood Forest Fisher

The fish was close, almost close enough to strike. As it moved slowly closer, Vale whispered, "I'll strike first, but once I get a hold of it, I need your help." There was no way he could pull a fish that big from the river on his own.

Vale tensed as the fish swam up to the two fishing wolves, but after a brief moment, he struck out, hard. The fish was a lot stronger than he gave it credit for, and he almost lost it. He only hoped Asara's aim was good.