09-03-2012, 03:45 PM
This was proving much more difficult than he'd thought it be. He'd gathered some string, a stick, taken a tangle of intestines, and headed out to catch fish. A short way out from the pack he'd found a nice place, as before making sure that he didn't go too far. Habits were hard to break, and he still felt the need to stay within calling distance. Perhaps he could go further than that, but each time he attempted it a dragging weight settled onto him until he returned into the distance. It would take time before he was finally able to do what he wanted.
Sitting down at the stream the line dangled in the water, the limp guts floating a little in the water. Peering down he growled, watching the fish come up and grab a bite from his bait before swimming away again. They were supposed to get trapped on the line for him to pull them up! Why wasn't this working? He watched a few more times, jerking on the line when the fish began to feed. Each time they scattered, and he was left with nothing to show.
Sitting down at the stream the line dangled in the water, the limp guts floating a little in the water. Peering down he growled, watching the fish come up and grab a bite from his bait before swimming away again. They were supposed to get trapped on the line for him to pull them up! Why wasn't this working? He watched a few more times, jerking on the line when the fish began to feed. Each time they scattered, and he was left with nothing to show.