Rock voice watched Dulanta as she skipped away from the rouge male. Something about her he admires was it her strength or how she cared about others or maybe it was the fact that she was an excellent fisher whatever it was he didn’t know. “Sigh.”
She swam past some normal fish but she had set her eyes on a true prize a clownkoi. She swam up and killed it the walked to her nest past the proud Heron.