1X1 With Weeping_Angel }Y{: Nuala and Rudolph

[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

He trots over to the tree and deposits the fish in the pool. The taste they left in his mouth was a little odd, but it wasn't bad.

[Maxella Roe]

Nuala bounced back to their picnic site quickly, searching for something they could use as a bucket. She frowned, not seeming to find what she was looking for. But that didn't stop her from continuing to look.

[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

{{the basket may work}}

When Nuala doesn't come back promptly, Rudolph sighs and flops down on the bank of the creek, trailing his paw through the water.

[Maxella Roe]

Nuala shrugged to herself and dumped the leftovers of their earlier breakfast onto the blanket where they'd be safe. She rushed back toward the bank where Rudy was waiting for her, eager to get those minnows back to their picnic.

[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

He rolls onto his back and looks at her upside-down when she comes back, even though he can't see. "What took you so long?" he asks half-teasingly.

[Maxella Roe]

"I couldn't find a bucket, so I grabbed the basket instead." She explained, setting it down. "Poor minnows won't have any water, but that's okay, 'cause we're gonna eat 'em." She smiled brightly, her stomach rumbling subtly.

[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

"Sounds good to me," he says with a smile, rolling to his paws. "Shall we fish them from the tree?"

[Maxella Roe]

"Yes." She responded. "Who's gonna catch the minnows, and who's gonna hold the basket?" She asked, offering him the choice of which task he wanted. She was completely oblivious to his little moody bit of attitude earlier, thinking he was having the time of his life too.

[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

"I'll hold the basket," he decides after a moment to think it over. He was still sore after earlier, and he didn't want to touch the fish again unless he had to. Maybe he could sample what was leftover from breakfast, seeing as the slightly salty taste of the fish didn't please his tastebuds too much.

[Maxella Roe]

Nuala reached into the tree hollow, scooping out the few mouthfuls of minnows they'd caught whole Rudolph held the basket.