Ravensblood Forest one fish, two fish

meredith couldn’t help but chuckle, her grin spreading wide as she leaned casually against a rock, her tail sweeping the ground behind her. oh, aye, firefly, she drawled, her voice dripping with indulgent amusement. i’m watchin’. don’t let me blink now, or i’ll miss yer grand triumph, eh?

eyes followed him as he ventured deeper, her tone softening just a little as she added, but don’t go bitin’ off more than ye can chew, lad. them big ones got fight in ‘em. make sure you’ve got the teeth fer it.

she shifted her weight, settling in as though preparing for a show, her gaze steady and warm despite her teasing. i’ll give ye this, though—you’ve got spirit. so go on, impress me. prove me wrong, she said with a wink, her voice laced with that rare kind of encouragement only meredith could give—half-challenge, half-affection.