Two Rivers Isle Epic Meal Time

Holy smokes, yikes. Epic knew that the water was very cold; however when he placed his paw to test out the temperature it felt like he was bitten by an ice shark. It was so cold it felt really unpleasant. Did he really want to do this? But of course, he was challenged! Without thinking, and more in a (you only live once) YOLO-manner he muzzle dove into the water as soon as his golden eyes caught the shimmer of a fish in the freeze-cold water. Ignoring the fact that he didn't feel his muzzle anymore, Epic continued onward for fish number two. 

His left front paw kicked up the water, trying to catch fish number two. A miss. Then again, another miss. He tried several times until a total of four fish lay on the shorelines, gasping for air like a dying man's last breath. "One, two, ..three." With his tail he tried to swoop back his last catch that was almost edging back into the water again. "Woot, woot I got effin' fantastic four." Proud on his accomplishment, he then turned curiously towards Cry. Epic looked at the male quizically, as if stating; how much did you get? Only then without using words. However proud his accomplishment might have felt; his entire body from top til toe felt completely numb. That was the underlying catch of this challenge. 

But it was worth it! So worth it!