Totoka River fisherbalm

Meredith joined him in the river, and it was now that the real competition could begin. 

He knew he must strike soon before the girl spooked the fish once more - or worse, stole his catch. "Yeah right," he retorted quietly, though his focus remained on the task at hand. "Ye'v never seen me fish before. They can't resist my dashing looks." 

To his dismay, the large trout drifted towards Meredith's side of the river. Rats. The fish wasn't wrong - Meredith was more of a looker than he - but Nox was absolutely not going to lose. Using her position behind the school to his advantage, he slipped silently towards the bank and began creeping upriver. Hopefully, she would make a mistake and chase it right into his waiting jaws.