Whitefish River A Ton of Lashin' for Ashton

◆Not a problem at all! Take the reins, Eb. W_^V◆


Funny how the world worked, letting you do stuff, only to make you feel as though ypu have free control, when it was Destiny's plan all along. Ash didn't know he'd be making friends today, but then again, what did the boy know? Other that mixing juniper berry with higlac was sure to deliver a pleasant sleep catacomb for a soul, alomg with a couple of other melodious mixes in the herbalic arts.
That scent isn't herbal.
That's a wolf.

What?
Sun pelted body swiveled just in time to see a body hesitate, and continue its path towards him.
And for some idiotically funny reason, his brain screamed at him that the dark spruce and light charcoal sheathed dude came over here to steal minnows.
Just what the hell, Ash.

"Sup, dude. Came here for some fishin' too? "

In hopes to not seem like a crazy teen who almost got defensive over some little bitty fish,
The yellow pelted wolf sent a friendly toothy grin to his new company.

"In truth, these little scaleheads are driving me insane with their little zippin and zappin in the water. I can't catch not one of em'. "