The fish swam under the ice where Frost in the Storm lived, hidden and able to better escape a fisherman's nets or bait. But here? Here they were unprotected by the ice and King felt he could almost jump in the water and catch them that way. Sadly things were a bit harder than that as he'd found out.
After the other day's failed attempts to catch them in his claws, he was going to try for the better method, the good 'ol fishing pole. Fresh bait he's dug up himself the hook was also a bit make shift. Okay, his whole fishing pole was. Spider wire string, an old bottle tab cut for a hood, and a thick stick for the pole itself. King was trying at least. Cheap as he was.
Red eyes scanned the lake as he noticed a ghoul not far off, dipping her tail in the water. "Um-" He pulled in his own line. No luck, and from the worm, not even a nibble.
"Excuse me, but what are you doing?" The wolfos had little idea why she was dipping her tail in the water and looking at his own, wondered what that accomplished.
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