The Fire Pond

He and Rosethorn had escaped the clan for a while, and the pup-brained apprentice was currently happily paddling in the shallows of the pond. It was nice here, and he'd always loved the water. Shoving his nose under the surface, he snorkelled for a few moments and then perked up seeing that there were fish around. “Hey Rosethorn, how do you catch a fish?” His tail waved absently in excitement, he wanted to try catching something that wasn't land based prey, and he'd never tried catching a fish before. Only just managing to curb the impulse to paw at the water since that might scare the fish away, he watched his grumpy bright orange mentor hopefully.