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Rishima watched quietly as Jerada spent a long moment to spitting out the fruit that would have attacked her stomach the moment that she had swallowed it. Luckily he'd been able to spot what it was that she was trying to eat, "Ahh, it's no problem." He said, one antennae giving a bit of a twitch. It was a little odd to hear someone like her say thank you and exciting at the same time, "Food is something I know a little about, I often cooked for myself and my mother when she was in." He explained, cooking seemed to be one think that the woman was alright with him doing after all which was nice.

When he was told that since he was more knowledgeable of the area that he might bring them in the right direction he gave a slow nod, "I can try." It was worth a try right? Let's see... glancing in the direction they had come from he seemed to be thinking really hard on where it was that they were, where they had come from, and where the stream should be located. Shifting in place he finally pointed, "I... think it's in that direction." He said, glancing at Itzal for help in that area. Itzal glanced over at him, mouth stuffed full with fruit, then he glanced where his friend was pointing before trotting in that direction. Hoping that was a good sign he started to follow along after the Radaku, "Yeah, I think that it's this way." If Itzal was heading in that direction too then it must be where the water was located. Or so he hoped.

"Once we get our water, and food, will we be returning to tracking the other sisters?" He asked of Jerarda, sure that she would be happy to be the one leading again. He didn't think that she much enjoyed following him as much as she liked leading.

Rishima was pretty well sure that he was never in his life happier then when he was able to hear the sound of running water. It meant that he was able to find what they were looking for when he was pretty worried about the fact that he was going to lead them astray. Turning to look over at his sister he listened as she explained to him what it was that they were going to be doing. Fish? So they were going to go fishing, were they? That would be interesting, it was something that he'd never done before though he'd eaten fish from time to time with his mother. Given her confidence in the matter though he was pretty well certain that Jerarda must be good at catching fish so he was pretty sure that this would go smoothly, he just had to keep her away from bad fruit was all.

Upon reaching the water's edge he watched as she went about gulping down the water, likely eager to get the last bit of fruity taste out of her mouth. He gave a little smile before walking over to the water, going upstream from Jerarda, and set to gathering the water into his flasks first, then drank his fill. Once he was done he glanced over at Itzal who was racing up and down the bank after the fish, and chuckled at his cute and silly companion.

"Mmm, alright. Camping here sounds good." He said, looking around. He didn't think this part of the river got a lot of action, there were no paths to this part that he could see, so they couldn't be bothered by anyone or anything. Turning to look at Itzal he told the Radaku, "It's up to you to chase off anything scary." He told him, giving a grunt of reply as the dark colored beast suddenly thrust his head into the water, jaws snapping down, and dragged a fish out. He gave it a bit of a shake before swallowing it down, not even bothering to chew. Once the fish was downed the came over to where Rishima was standing and flopped down next to him. Between the fruit, the water, and that fish the halfbreed was sure that his pet was filled up and likely wanting to nap, "Here, I will leave my pack with you." He said, setting it next to the curled up Radaku who gave a grumbling response but seemed as though he would keep an eye on the bag... or at least sleep next to it which was deterrent enough for most people.

From the bank of the river Rishima watched as Jerarda seemed to get more and more frustrated as things went on with the fish, showing that she wasn't as good as fisher as he'd expected her to be. Instead she seemed to be... well... rather terrible at it. It actually made him feel a little bit better about things and he gave a smile as he stood there at the edge of the bank watching everything that she was doing and seemed to be learning what not to do when it came to fish and finishing. Turning to move toward his pack when there was a rather loud and resounding splash that had him turning back to check on her, "Ahh... Sister?" She was soaked to the bone and looking more then a little displeased and then it started...

The halfbreed watched in quiet facination as she went splashing about after the fish, seeming to be trying to chase them down, a look of anger on her face. It was... well it was kinda funny not that he would admit such a thing out loud for fear of being punched in the face by the displeased woman. Instead he lifted a hand to smother a smile with a cough instead. Watching as she ultimately ended up on the banks of the river squeezing out her hair the young half blood smiled, "It was a good effort." He said, not wanting her to be upset with herself for not being able to catch the fish. They did seem to be rather speedy after all, not to mention that they were likely well versed in escaping from most predators. Still, they were supposed to be catching the fish to smoke them, weren't they? Maybe he should try his hands and it?

Glancing toward Jerarda he was about to ask if he should try his hand at it... then realized that she was unwrapping the various cloths from around herself. He starred for a moment then jerked his head to the side, deciding to give her the privacy she likely wanted and moved to wade into the river. He'd distracted himself with his own attempts at fishing while she dried herself off he thought to himself, doing everything in his power not to look her way again certain that if he did he would net himself an a** kicking.

Bent at the waist, hands in the water, Rishima did what Jerarda wasn't quite good at, that being standing around patiently doing nothing more then watching the water with his antennae twitching. He did a whole lot of nothing at home, often busying himself with the most mundane of tasks, as such this really wasn't all too bad. It did make him curious what it was that Jerarda might do day in and day out that made it so that she was unable to stand still long enough to wait for the fish to come to her. Likely really interesting things that included her going on such adventures, seeking out their traveling sister, all on her own. Well, all on her own until she'd picked him up at least.

Rishima's antennae twitched again and he felt a bit of a brush against his hands, something that caused his mismatched eyes to go wide, "Ahh..." It was close, wasn't it? He just had to patient a little bit longer was all. Forcing himself to remain still the young halfbreed bit his lower lip lightly... and then he closed his hands on it, jerking the slimy, scaly beast up out of the water, "Ah! Sister, look!" He squeaked out, doing his best, clutching the flailing thing to his chest, doing his best to keep it from escaping, though all it's flailing knocking him backwards and into the water. A louder squeak escaped from him as he hugged the fish tighter to him, not wanting to lose it even if he was now just as soaked as Jerarda had gotten herself, "S-Sister... Help!" He cried out to her, finding himself unable to get up while keeping a hold on the creature. The boy was struggling so much with the large, ugly, but possibly tasty fish that he missed the comment about how she meant to make him more presentable through a bath. At least as soaked as he was he was half way to that...

The little halfbreed couldn't help but to whimper as he continued to deal with the flailing fish that was more then eager to get itself back into the water and out of the grasp of the one that had fooled it into swimming over to where he'd been standing. Just when he was able to give up and let the water dwelling monster go Jerarda appeared to rescue him, wrapping her arms around both him and the fish before she dragged them both of the water and onto the bank, "Ah! Thank you, Sister! It about got away from me." He said, gasping for a break as he found himself and the fish dropped onto the bank, left to hold it once more while she went off looking for... something. He had no idea what it was that she was after but given that she told him to hold onto the fish he would do his best to do just that.

As he wrestled with the fish, getting smacked here and there by the obviously unamused fish, and he could only hold on as though his life depended on it... which he felt it kind of did. He doubted very much that his sister would be all that amused if he were to lose the fish that he was holding onto. It was important, it was their dinner after all, and it might even be big enough that they could eat some and smoke the rest. He couldn't lose it! He'd finally done something well, with his own hands even, and he couldn't let the fish escape. Luckily though it would seem that, while he was getting exhausted, that the fish was as well... now all he needed was for his sister to come back and aid him in the fight. Between the two of them surely they should be able to best a fish, right? He wasn't certain but he sure hoped so... just as he thought that the fish flopped upwards, smacking him in the chin, and caused him to give him a squeak again, "Ow... stupid fish!"

Wincing a little he turned to look around, trying to figure out if he knew where Jerarda was. She was still here, right? Not just testing him by making him wrestle with fish until it finally gave up.

Rishima did as he was told, jerking back away from the fish when Jerarda ordered him to, and gave a squeak of surprise when Jerarda attacked the fish with a good sized rock. His mismatched eyes got quite wide as he watched her hit it a few more times until the fish finally expired. He blinked a couple times when his shock passed before he set to flailing his arms a bit, "Ewww!" He was covered in fish slime from when he was wrestling the fish and now the blood that had flown off in all directions when Jerarda was beating on the fish with the rock. Whimpering a bit he brushed his hands against himself, "So gross..." Fish were lucky that they tasted good because they were rather ugly, mean, and slimy... if nothing else came of that horrible experience at least they had something eat, right?

Looking over at Jerarda when she said that they were going to feast he gave the best smile that he was able to muster given the situation, "That sounds... nice... I think I need to rinse off first though, before I eat anything..." He didn't think that he would be able to eat anything covered in random fish goo. Pushing up to his feet, and staggering over to the edge of the water, the young halfbreed knelt down and set to work scrubbing himself as clean as he could get himself. Maybe if he got to it early it wouldn't stain he thought to himself in a hopeful manner.

He gave a nod as he shrugged out of his clothing setting to work scrubbing at it to remove the fish scales from it. Once it was done he laid it out to help it to dry, before he moved to wade into the water and set to work scrubbing himself clean. He wanted to get rid of the fish scales and the fish smell and once he was done with that he gave a happy sound, "Ahhh, no more scales." He said, glancing over toward his sister, "How is the fish going?" He asked, able to see from here that she'd gotten it prepared, dragged over to the fire, and it seemed as though it were cooking well. So she was better at cooking it seemed then she was at gathering fruit, that was good he thought, giving a bit of a smile at the thought.

Even from here he could smell the fish as it started to cook, something that made him smile, "Mmm, that smells good." He said, then gave a squeak as she came over to the join him in the water he gave her a glance, looked away cheeks flushed, then looked back again when she sank down into the water, "Ahhh... hi..." He said, sounding a touch embarrassed over her being so close in such a state of undress. It was yet another thing that he wasn't used to it would seem while it seemed as though Jerarda thought nothing of it. Turning so that his back was to Jerarda he debated on making his way to the bank to give her privacy. He'd gotten his bath after all so there was nothing keeping him in the water... though his clothing were sitting out of reach... sinking down into the water he started to creep his way toward the shore, hoping he could get to his clothing while she was busy riding herself of the scales and blood that she got splattered with while she was putting the fish down.

"I will go and check on the fish, you enjoy your bath." He said in a hurried fashion, his voice filled with the embarrassment he was feeling over their current situation. Glancing to where Itzal was laying he would almost swear the Radaku was laughing at him given the look on the beast's face but he did his best to ignore the look he was getting.

It would appear as though she weren't letting him off the hook, was she? His antennae gave a bit of a twitch before he nodded his head, "Ahhh..." She wanted to do his hair? Properly even? He wondered what that might mean in Jerarda's eyes given that half of her hair seemed to be shaved off in a style that was all her own. Then again there was a lot about Jerarda that was all her own, wasn't there? She was on that seemed to stand out from the crowd in his mind, then again that could also be do to the fact that she was a look more eager to make friends with him then any that he knew before now.

"I will be swift." He said, realizing that there was no way he was getting out of whatever she had planned for him. Might as well get it over with, right? Scurrying over to the fish he set to inspecting it, flipped it so that the other side of it was facing the fire so that it would end up cooked evenly, then watched it for a moment. He knew he couldn't watch it forever though, not when his sister was waiting on him. Did he really have nothing to worry about? She said that they were sisters and had nothing to hide from each other but he was keenly aware of the fact that, despite her calling him 'sister' that he wasn't the same as her all over, was he? Oh well, he would do his best to ignore that and allow her to do his hair up in whatever manner it was that she wanted... well unless she came at him with some implement used to shave hair off, then he might need to protest a little.

After as much time as he felt he could waste dealing with the fish he finally made his way back over to his sister, antennae twitching all the while, eyes averted, "Alright... I am back..." He murmured quietly, ready it would appear to put himself into her hands so that he could get his hair done.