Whitefish River A Ton of Lashin' for Ashton

◆gah, everytime I see your sig, I see the Adopt tag, and im just like DONTDOITDONTDOITXANDIRNO◆


Snagging the other piece of outter trunk, the sandy dude took the cue just as if he had been training for it, all his life. Thoughit was a first try for him, it seemed as though he had past experience, lowering it to the clear depth, and gently following the dark hued dudes lead, having the fishies flishin and floshin, fleeing the bark, only to land on the muddy shore of the river. They did the belly flop here, there, and all over, until Ash dug a quick hole to drop em in, and adding water to it from the river, he just about had a fish bowl. Mini pond.
Close enough.

"These'll be good until I nip a bowl to transport em back to base in. That was fun, Lash. Maybe we oughta go fishin hella lot more, cause you're definitely knowin what you're doin, muchacho. "

The golden pelted doctor looked from the fish to the wolf, and back and forth, until he had something smooth to say.

"You're a pretty cool dude, Taltos. Gotta remember you're here. We should hang out more often, ya know?"