I THOUGHT I was listening to advise of like...not moving, but I am excited. I really want to catch the damn fish, and gosh darn it, I was going to do it! He seemed rather uh, not pleased with being called cool? Which I will never understand, being cool is like...cool. But he doesn't even like fish that much! I guess I will never understand him completely, but that is fine. He knows how to fish and I will eat the fish that he leaves behind. Ha!

My second attempt didn't go as planned. I swear I felt it, but I didn't catch anything. When I looked at him, he responded with a rather odd response. Only hard if I make it hard? Sounds like something my mother would say. But it also does not make any sense! My black brows furrowed slightly as I lift my muzzle. "I don't make it hard though, the fish makes it hard...It like, doesn't want to die or something," I say with a teasing smirk on my face. He tells me to watch the water without disturbing it. I begin to look down at the water again. Scare them? Ugh. Why can't they just...not?

Determination crosses my face. He mentions something about light, angles, andit acting differently. I tilt my head back and forth as he says this. I mean...I guess he is right? Water does weird things. Light reflects off it differently than others things, but I cannot really...define it. I mean, I swear my jaws were going RIGHT for the fish, but I was off, and I don't think I was that slow. He says to grab in front of the fish. I flipf my face up towards him again. "EHHH? In front? I mean, I guess if you say so, you are da boss!" I say with a shrug, my face looking down again. I remain relatively still, my eyes intent on the water. It takes a few moments, but one comes close. I almost most my muzzle, but then remember he said in front. I then move my muzzle like lightning, this time aiming more in front of the fish. I feel water going down my throat, but I feel something! I catch the fish, just barely at the tail. I pull it out of the water. It is not the largest thing, and it flops around fantically. I then move quickly around the large white male and make my way to the dry land. I set the fish down and look towards the white brute.

"Yoooo I caught it! Wow, THANKS!" I say, bounding towards him, splashing into the water again if I have to, so I can try to plant a lick on his muzzle before turning right back around...to see that my fish had flopped right back into the water.

"Awww mannn," I say, but simply shurg it off as I go on shore again. "It is okay, I know how now. My name is Azariah by the way...hey...you wouldn't want to come visit my pack, would you? I live in some swamps, there are all sorts of things in the water there, but like...some of them are these gator things, they are HUGE, well, some of them, and all...scales, teeth, anyway, they are crazy, wanna come? You don't have to stay, I promise!" I say, my eyes bright and hopeful as I look to the white male with wet tail wagging behind me, throwing water absolutely everywhere.