They were quite ready to go, but soon enough Endymion seemed to hear a great splash! Morgan glanced over, and saw that something was kicking up the new mud in the water. A creature from the dry part of the year already? How exciting! "Well, look at that, Endymion!" The human pulled their net out of their bag, while Endymion (already a great fisher-individual himself) keeps his eye on the prize. The human stands near Endymion, but a little ways over, in order to make sure that they could try to catch the creature, should it come their direction. Endymion readies himself on the other side.
"What is that?" Endymion asks, going up to his ankles in the water.
"I think it... Well, It kinda l-looks like a catfish." Morgan stands, boots in the water, nearby, with the net outstretched. Everyone was ready to try to catch the... fish thing.
The fish seems to sense that something is coming. It flaps around in the mud rather uselessly... is it stuck? No, just not the brightest bulb in the box. Its mouth opens and closes in what some would consider indignance!
Endymion has already asked the question once, and it was enough for him to realize that the human had no idea what they were looking at. However, when he catches sight of the ugly thing flopping about in the mud... It wasn't very smart, was it? "What... IS THIS THING?" He asks. Morgan steps further out into the mud, with the net firmly in hand. Throughout all this time they had spent together out around the river, Morgan had gotten quite skilled at using this net.
"I don't know, E-endymion, but DAMN is it ugly." Morgan said.
"I kinda like it." Endymion says, momentary teenager woes apparently forgotten. "It kinda looks like it got hit in the face with an... uh? A brick? A stone?" Morgan's face pinches for a moment, but instead of looking at Endymion incredulously like they had hoped to do, they signaled for him to come around.
Endymion on one side, and Morgan on the other, the pair try to catch the mud-bound fish, with Morgan using the net to try to scoop it, while Endymion tries to make sure it doesn't have a good option to get away. Still, things could be tricky...
Morgan was always quite surprised when they caught something. They were not always the best at catching things, and it showed. However, all of the hard work and continued fishing attempts seem to have paid off! They were able to grab the mudfish up in the net, and Endymion was able to help Morgan drag it back to shore (even though Morgan wasn't too weak to do it, it did indeed help out a lot to have a young and much stronger individual help with tasks requiring upper arm strength otherwise). They were able to get it into the cooler full of water, and they went back out to the water of the river (muddier now than it had been earlier) in order to wash the net out. Endymion seemed quite pleased with their endeavor to catch the creature, but also seemed quite tired after a lot of work for the attempt.
Endymion yawns, with his mouth full open, and the human finishes washing the net out (was that creature slimy? It seemed like it, how gross. It also stank!) and then trudges through the mud to get back to shore in order to bring the net back. They put it back up so that they could carry it out, and turned around to take a look at the water. They still had a large amount of errands to run, but the month was winding down. It was going to be dry season for the next few months now, and Morgan wasn't entirely sure if it would be worth it to continue to fish in the dry season. Endymion steps up to Morgan's side, and they give him a reassuring pat on the back. "Don't worry, Endymion. We'll come back if you feel like it."
Wait, how did they figure out that was what he was worrying about when they didn't remember him saying anything?
Endymion didn't seem concerned, and that actually just made Morgan -more- concerned. However, they didn't have a lot more time to dabble around, so they simply sighed, and gave him a lopsided grin that was tinged with exhaustion. They'd done a lot of work today, physically and emotionally. It was draining, but perhaps they would sleep good that night. The human and the draconic walked down the path to begin the arduous climb up to their living spaces, but walked along the river for a while on the way checking for anything that might be interesting. Finally, after collecting anything that caught their eyes, the pair started up the rock wall.
"I'm so tired!" Endymion grumbles, face cast down over the pretty view below.
"Me too, I'm b-beat." Morgan replies, also yawning. "Maybe we'll wait a few days to rest before we go out again." They had been busy doing errands often lately.
Twilight-Claw: Lol, those puppies are comically cute in appearance! I feel like I might have seen them from somewhere else with their baby stage, but more because of their pudgy stage and short limbs. x3
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