Totoka River fisherbalm

meredith was too caught up in the way the light glinted off the captain’s fur, the smooth motion of his steps through the water, and the sharp focus etched into his expression. she was sure she could see why the fish might fall for his charm—it wasn’t entirely baseless.

then the trout drifted closer to her side.

oh, you're full of it, she shot back with a teasing grin, catching sight of the fish at last. her heart leapt, and without a second thought, she surged forward, jaws snapping at the water. the trout darted, evading her by mere inches.

damn it! she growled through the river’s spray, before seeing nox edging closer. catching his sly movement, her grin widened mischievously. oh no, you don’t! she lunged again—not at the trout this time, but at him.

their jaws clashed playfully above the water, teeth snapping with more humor than aggression. this one's mine! she barked, eyes alight with laughter. despite the battle, the fish still swam unbothered nearby, but meredith hardly cared. the game with her captain was far more exhilarating