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Post by catmaniac8x on Jul 25, 2012 17:59:11 GMT -5
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Sandie was focusing intently at the small river in front of her, the hood of her cloak over her eyes so the bright sunlight reflecting off the water didn't blind her. It still didn't stop her bright green eyes from squinting.
Wielding her makeshift fishing spear, Sandie stood perfectly still like always. waiting for a glitter of scales to stab at.
((I was just thinking, I don't think Sandie has ever seen a fishing rod before, odd as that seems. This should be interesting XD))
((Also that was really short sorry XD))
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Post by icyreflections on Jul 25, 2012 19:12:08 GMT -5
Lana woke up to a bright and cheery day. The sunlight shone through the window of her bedroom and created beautiful patterns of light upon the woven rug on the floor. She rose with a stretch and a yawn and smiled charmingly out the window at the beauty of the morning. She slipped away from under the covers of her bed and gazed down at the river that was located right in back of her home. Lana loved water of all shapes, sizes, and forms. The way it moved and flowed was so peaceful and soothing to her and took her breath away. Water was always a big influence in her life- her mother painted landscapes and her father fished. Many times, her mother would take her on nature walks through the forests of Grimalkin and she would paint the trees, and the woods, and the streams that cut through it all and emptied out into the larger rivers that cut through the city to eventually empty into the sea.
The sea was Lana’s favorite body of water and she visited it often with her dad when he went fishing. He taught her how to swim in the ocean and it was on the beach that she had her very first fishing lesson. Lana remembered her lessons and voyages with her father fondly and as she gazed upon the water’s surface below her window, she suddenly had the urge to go fishing.
Excitably, she turned away from the window and grabbed the makeshift fishing rod she made so many moons ago with her dad. She leaned her tool against a crafted vanity she made out of wood and covered in shells. She fixed a flower behind her ear and fastened a belt she made out of a string of pearls around her waist. As she finished preparing herself for the day by slipping her lei of sea shells around her neck, she again picked up her fishing rod and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She looked like a fisherman’s daughter~ She couldn’t have been prouder.
She skipped from her room, went down stairs, strolled through the kitchen and was out the door. She stepped onto the dock behind her family’s house and squealed a littler as she looked at the water. Were there any fish in it today? So many fishermen lived in these homes by the river and often the high activity frightened away the fish. They had to lay off the river fishing from time to time for the fish to repopulate. Lana put down the fishing rod and put her face up against the surface of the river, trying to see if any fish lurked beneath the depths. Well, only one way to find out, right? She made a motion to grab the pole and stand once again when her green eyes looked out and saw another she-cat leaning against the river not too far away from her. She leapt to her feet and jumped up and down on the porch, waving excitably.
“Oh hello there you! Fancy you and I had the same idea to go fishing in this river today, isn’t it?” She beamed.
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Post by catmaniac8x on Jul 25, 2012 19:43:08 GMT -5
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The sound of a cat shouting made Sandie yelp and falter a bit, nearly falling in the water. As she composed herself, she looked over to the source of the noise, a she-cat jumping excitedly and waving. Before she could scowl and hiss at her for interrupting her and scaring away her catch when she heard what she was saying.
"Ah...yeah..hi" Sandie said, having to squint at the cat due to the glare from the water getting black spots in her eyes for a moment. She was still very interested in the conversation despite not being sure how to respond to the cheerful cat.
She decided to focus on the object the cat was holding instead "So ah...what kind of fishin' thing is that?...never seen one like THAT before.." She shouted, slowly walking over
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Post by icyreflections on Jul 26, 2012 13:47:05 GMT -5
“Oh this?” Lana giggled as she held up her fishing pole slightly for Sandie to inspect from where she sat a few feet away. Lana hadn’t noticed any hostility in the other cat’s face and she certainly didn’t think her friendliness was intruding on anything important. Obviously if she had realized that her eagerness would have lost the other cat her fish, she would have held off her salutations for a few heartbeats longer. She looked to the other she-cat with bright green eyes and a smile that betrayed her naivety.
“This is my fishing rod,” she explained, turning and twisting it every which way for Sandie to get a good look at it from all angles. “I made it with my dad when I was little and I use it to catch bigger fish- like the ones that live in this river. It is much more efficient than when I would flounder around in the water myself and tried to catch them with my paws!” She laughed at her silliness as a kit. What WAS she thinking- the fish were made for the water and were much to quick for her plus, her moving about frightened most of them away.
Recovering from her bought of giggles, she smiled a friendly grin at the other she-cat and asked in a bright tone, “would you like to try it? I could swim over there and let you borrow it~” She sat on the edge of the dock and dipped her toes into the water, testing the temperature and preparing herself for the plunge. Without a moment’s notice or hesitation, she slid right off the dock and smoothly dipped the rest of her body into the river. Her head bobbed up and she turned around to face the dock and grab her fishing rod. Then, like a fish, Lana faced the opposite shore where the other fisherman was watching and dipped her body beneath the surface, with powerful kicks, she propelled herself forward with ease and in a minute’s time, she popped out of the river, handed Sandie the fishing rod, and climbed up to sit beside her on the land. “There you go, you can hold it and get a feel for it.” She said brightly as she wring out her fluffy tail on the grass. She purred, “if you like it, I would be more than happy to make one for you~ I am a crafter you see and I-” she eyed the spear Sandie was using and pointed at it. “Is that what you are using now?” she asked in a curious voice, “how well does it work?”
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Post by catmaniac8x on Jul 27, 2012 7:11:11 GMT -5
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Sandie was skeptical, as she always was with new cats, but something about the object the she-cat was holding was just..entrancing. As the she-cat explained what the object was fishing rod? What a weird name Sandie became more and more interested. Especially when the she-cat talked about catching bigger fish with it, that's when she started focusing just on the fishing rod in awe.
A stick and string..able to catch bigger fish?! How was that even possible?! Sandie couldn't even fathom that concept, especially in her awe-struck state. She didn't even register that the cat was even talking after a while, at least until she jumped into the river and swam towards Sandie. Yet again Sandie found herself jumping in surprise.
The cat said...something about maybe making her one of those fishing rod things and..oh asking to hold it she was asking if she could..hold..it..oh now her spear was being mentioned. Sandie shook her head Get in the program! before finding her voice again "ah..y-yes...this..the spear..it's really a...it works alright I guess I mean..ah..yeah it's alright..so you're sayin you can make me one of these?" Smooth topic switch, but Sandie couldn't help it, anything fishing related made her excited, especially if it could improve her haul.
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Post by icyreflections on Jul 27, 2012 10:58:38 GMT -5
Lana went to reach for the spear so she could examine it and ask more questions relating to its accuracy as a fishing tool. She imagined that one had to be quite quick and strong to thrust it fast enough and powerfully enough to kill a fish that happened to swim by. She didn’t know how MANY you could catch with a spear but regardless, she admired Sandie’s skill and imagined that she must have been quite an excellent fisherman.
Before she could reach out for the spear and make more observations, however, Sandie’s question distracted her and she instantly forgot all about the spear.
“Yep, I sure could!” Lana said brightly with a huge grin on her face. She fiddled with the necklace made of shells around her waist. “I made this not to long ago-” she lifted the string of pearls around her waist, “and I made these,” and she finally pointed at the fishing pole. “And I made that! I love making things and would be more than happy to design one for you..”
She jumped to her feet and did a light, excited hop on her feet and clapped her hands. “It would be so much fun! Do you want me to show you how to use it?”
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Post by catmaniac8x on Jul 29, 2012 17:19:01 GMT -5
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Sandie could barely contain her excitement "AWESOME!!" she yelled before stopping herself from jumping with glee. That would probably scare away fish. "So ah.." she continued "..those look awesome by the way..but ah...does this need to be paid for or somethin cause I'll make sure to do it and.." she took a breath to stop herself from talking so fast..god she had to stop twitching "That would be awesome.."
She took off her hood (she completely forgot she had it on) so she wouldn't seem as menacing. While she felt self conscious and exposed without it, it would also be easier to look up at the she-cat without the hood covering some of her vision.
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