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Gonna fade this one out since we have a newer one now!

Dragomir couldn't blame Kazimir for not liking fish. There was nothing appetizing about a cold, wet lump of scaly flesh. Give Dragomir a steaming pile of regurgitated meat and he was please as a peach, but this thing? This thing was nasty.

However, Dragomir was nothing if not incredibly impressionable, and the words she'll be proud were all he needed to hear. He knew what the word proud meant and he knew he would do anything for that coveted praise. If Aure would be proud of him for "killing" the fish, then Dragomir had to bring it to her and show her. Even if he hadn't really killed it. Even if he didn't entirely know what that meant, and certainly could not comprehend the concept of death. Okay, he agreed with an expectant smile he wasn't able to mask.

He managed, with immense difficulty, to seize the dead fish by its gills. The chill of it on his lips made him shudder. But the fish was a decent size and dragged down between his forelegs, resulting in an awkward straddling hobble as he attempted to carry it along with him. He tripped more than once on his way home, but with Kazimir's patient guidance, he managed to bring the fish home to Aurewën, who surely saw right through his claim that he had caught it all by himself.