Dragoncrest Cliffs Angelfish

Stingray smirked. Making traps for fish. How apt. She's good at trapping Fish, is she? he teased with a boyish giggle. Teasing aside, he was quite curious to see this trap they had made. Stingray wasn't smart enough to think of things like that. He was content with trying — and typically failing — to grab the slippery buggers with his teeth.

You should ask her, he said with a brisk nod. I bet she'd say yes. She'll be like, oooh, Swordy, I didn't t'ink dat you'd ever ask! He batted his eyelashes. His brother was a good sport. Others might shove him off the cliff for such teasing. Well, Swordfish still might, at that.

Not much, bro. Definitely not saving the world. Thinking back on his trips outside the territory, Stingray remembered something. Ah, I found some weird stuff in The Tangle. It was a bunch of rocks or something, but colourful, and they looked like they were there on purpose. But I never saw nothin' else. D'you think it could be a witch's curse mark or something?