Qeya River Happy as a lark

Also failed roll. They are doing great lol <3 let's see how Amalia can turn this around.

Amalia loved to fish. She didn't like it say as much as chasing a rabbit or a squirrel, but it wasn't terrible and on a day like today. It felt good, as warm as it is.

She is glad she can bring pride to Kivaluk. He deserves a little give. His young life hasn't been an easy one. Traveling, only to get home and to have your father leave. Well it just wasn't the best thing.

Amalia had to purse her muzzle tightly to keep from chuckling a little. She did not wish to harm his ego or mar his happiness. Because he did do well, continues to do so. Fishing isn't easy and it's largely by chance.

That's okay. Fishing takes a lot of practice. Even I mess up sometimes.

She stepped into the water and was momentarily distracted by the coolness, clear in the way she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Only to open them and find one darting shadow. She lunged and lunged to late and the fish was gone, slapped her in the face with it's tail as it went.

She yipped and with a peel of laughter fell backwards onto her rear into the shallows. She sat there, water splashing, fur soaked. Laughing and chortling.

Me too. She snorted.