Dragoncrest Cliffs Alfonsino

Yeah I’m glad, too.

It wasn’t hard to talk to his mom. Swordfish simply thought that it was hard to talk about his feelings, at all. If he had not had Meerkat, the young boy would have likely swallowed all of his feelings until they began to grow and fester inside him. The openness and willingness to listen and love was exactly why the boy felt he could share anything with his mom… well, almost anything.

It didn’t take long for her to say that the fish would need to be shared. Swordfish eyed her carefully, sniffing at the catch while she pulled the scales from its body. It had been intended entirely for her, but she hadn’t seemed all that eager to dig into it.

Let’s see how much ya finish, first. It’s a pretty good one, ma. Ya might eat the whole thing.

Swordfish softly bumped his shoulder against hers. It was nice to be called a fisherman instead of Fish, he thought.