Two Rivers Isle Epic Meal Time

He had been bested! By a younger male, no less! But all the ex-Assassin could do was drape the competitions end in a blanket of laugher. 
He hadn’t had as much fun today as he had in quite some time!

Shivering loosely, Cry shook out his own furl of void pelt, eclipsing himself in a fluff of ebony. A much more comfortable voice was thrown back to the cheery lad. “You must have been prepared for me, today! Either that, or you made some kind of pact with these fish!”

Taking one of the varied fish, a heartier one than the rest, Cry selflessly tossed it across the freezing waters so that it would land close to the gay winner. “For you! A true fisherman! Enjoy a full belly, tonight!” The sprite had gotten Cry at a decent time, today, and the Phantom smiled one of those rare gems at the lanky friend.