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Tikahn's fishies
14 - An average size and color fish. 3 points.
1 - A small or dull fish. How disappointing. 1 point.
6 - A small or dull fish. How disappointing. 1 point.
16 - A small or dull fish. How disappointing. 1 point.
19 - An average size and color fish. 3 points.
Total - 9
14 - An average size and color fish. 3 points.
1 - A small or dull fish. How disappointing. 1 point.
6 - A small or dull fish. How disappointing. 1 point.
16 - A small or dull fish. How disappointing. 1 point.
19 - An average size and color fish. 3 points.
Total - 9
Oh boy. This was awkward. Tikahn knew he wasn't that great of a fisher - it was why he wasn't one in the first place - so he had never intended on joining the little game Elsa had put forth to the pride. The furs looked very nice, but in all honesty, he didn't really need them. The cold was worse for others than for he, and he could make do without fuzzy prizes. Still, he had wanted to show a bit of support to his 'friend', so he had shown up to the little announcement. Of course Ezen had been there as well, silently watching from the crowd. Their eyes had met and the larger lion had raised a brow, nodding to the lake while flexing his claws. Tikahn knew a challenge when he saw it and, as much as he wanted to say no, he had nodded weakly. This was his chance to prove to Ezen that he wasn't some weak, useless lion that was hanging around the queen. He could do it!
So here he was, staring at the lake, an unsure look on his face. He could see fish swimming around under the ice - being out on it was terrifying enough thanks to the warmer weather, but the bigger fish weren't close to shore at all - but he had no idea how to go about getting one other than sticking his paw into the fishing holes that were opened up by the frequent fishers. He glanced over at Ezen and was pleased to find that the larger, heavier lion was also looking a bit unsure. The ice was groaning under his weight and little cracks appeared here and then when he stepped on a soft spot.
"So...you sure you wanna do this?" Tikahn asked with a weak laugh. "I mean, the ice can barely hold you, so-"
"Yes," Ezen said firmly, glaring at Tikahn. This was a test, after all, one that he had issued. If he backed down because the ice was breaking, that would be a loss in his book. And he would not lose to this scrawny lion. He had to test him to see if he was truly worthy of Elsa's affection and, while fishing wasn't his own forte, it was something. "You heard the rules," he added as he moved to an open hole. "Five fish. The best ones win."
He didn't waste any time after that, his huge paw diving into the water. He leaned down so he was nearly sticking his whole arm in the water and felt his claws catch something. He pulled up sharply and, attached to his paw, was a decently sized fish. Tikahn's eyes widened at the prize, because rather than the blues or greys he was used to seeing, this fish was bright orange and had black and white spots on it. He stared first in amazement, then in discouragement. How was he supposed to catch something like that?
Ezen smirked as he set the fish aside. Not a bad start if he did say so himself! He set to work again, not wanting to let up the pace. He had fish to catch and little lions to beat.