gone fishing
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"Well, alright then." Ty replied with a very weary nodd as he lazily reached over and grabbed the fish he had caught. He wasn't used to gutting fish, so he wasn't the best at it, nevertheless, he took one single claw on his hand and cut each fish open individually and pulled their guts out through the slit. He could feel the squishy insides of the fish dripping onto his hand as he took out the guts, shuddering slightly at the feel. The texture of fish was always strange to him, he knew why they were so slender, but why were they so slimy inside? Nevertheless, he gutted each and every fish, he didn't know if she wanted the scales removed or the heads cut off, so other then removing the guts, he left them as they were.

Taking the guts, he took them in one random direction and threw them as far as he could, he hoped that perhaps some birds would find them tasty or something. He then dipped his hands into the cold water and washed his hands clean of fish guts before returning to the fire. Now thoroughly tired, he walked over to the tree he was napping at before and curled up beside it, using it's shade to act as his blanket. His eyes drearily drooped off, and he again feel into the warming embrace that is sleep.


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