Stone Circle Lost and found

If it were possible, Evergreen would suddenly be sweating bullets under the heat of an unknown gaze. Ira’s presence was enough to fluster him, but when he felt a second pair of eyes upon the duo, he grew all the more nervous. Green eyes dared to dart away from the water’s surface just to see who was giving him the stink eye.

What he saw was… unexpected to say the least. He made sure to keep from meeting the Patriarch's eyes, but definitely spotted him. Fortunately(?), Greyback didn’t stick around. Evergreen wasn’t sure what caused him to be in a bad mood, but he’d prefer to stay on the titan’s good side.

“Oh, right, uh,” Evergreen stammered, snapping his lost focus back to the task at hand; fishing. He turned to Ira with a sheepish smile. “You gotta… be patient. Fish are a lot quicker in the water than we are. When it’s warmer, I like to stand in the shallows. After awhile, the fish get curious and swim over to your legs. Since it’s too cold for that, the… shore also works where we are.” The bearish wolf tended to talk too much when he’s anxious.

“Uh, so once a fish comes over towards us. You… basically gotta react quickly? All it takes is moving at the right second. Uhm, you… take your paw like this”—Evergreen lifted his right forepaw, and made a motion to cup the air—“And try to grab around it. You gotta make sure your head is low enough to catch it though since they’re really slippery.” The male nodded his head.

“Wanna… try?” He asked Ira, shifting back towards the small school of fish, and hoping to somehow will the group closer to them with his mind.