Moonspear deepest greens, and rainbow blue

arcturus was damned if he wasn't going to get that fish. determined, he plowed after his taunting mother with yama following hot on his heels. perhaps the two of them could split up and be sneaky; he shared a furtive look with yama and then dove towards his mother in high steps.

she wriggled the fish, stomped in place, and seemed to be saying come and get it; arcturus' greedy, hungry puppy eyes followed the scintillating scales with the gluttonous interest of a child - can i eat that? can i put that in my mouth? can you give it to me? his mouth parted, and once he was within five feet of his deftly moving mother he leapt for her jaws like a little piranha that in all likelihood would be slapped away like an annoying minnow.