Jan 03 2017, 11:39 PM
The sound of her joyous giggles only fueled Leon, who tried to grip her tighter and nibble on her fur. But the lioness remained as slippery as ever. He must have gotten carried away, because before he knew it, she had slipped right through his arms and was heading back towards the lagoon. He hadn't slowed her down at all! He just delayed the inevitable! Leon scowled loudly and fumbled back to his feet, chasing after her.
He'd arrived at the shore after her, barely pausing to see her peer into the water as if still searching for the right target. "Never gonna catch a fish by just starin' at them, Slowy McGee!" Leon snickered as he loomed over the edge, flexing his toes around the cold, slick grey stone. Then he turned his eyes to the water, watching the light glimmer off the scales of the fish that so often filled his stomach. Those fish, their taste, that was the embodiment of Pisces. Of home. And he was glad to have awoken back at home by his wife's side after so long of separation. He felt like a child again, new and unburdened.
Then there was a flash of scales just near the surface. Leon acted on reflex, swinging his paw into the water with a loud splash. His paw cupped the writhing body of a fish, tossing it back onto the rock. Leon laughed out, only to turn and actually look at his quarry: there, in a sad, sparse puddle, flopped a thin silver fingerling, its barely developed eyes gaping wide. "Rats!" He exclaimed and took to the lagoon again.
@Makyna