Submission (#2339) Approved

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bisflorescentia

Prompt

[M-042] Fishing with Finesse

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Submitted

31 May 2021, 13:59:50 PDT (3 years ago)

Processed

5 June 2021, 10:01:31 PDT (3 years ago) by night-class

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Regional Affinity: Kyendi
Elnin: https://worldofeyre.com/character/ELN1518

so sorry about that! when i tried entering his information, i realized that it didn't load his actual masterlist card so it might have bugged out! ; v ;
thank you so much for letting me know though!

Content

The cool mist fans through his unruly hair, chartreuse orbs narrow and with a huff of irritation, his tail fully conveys this annoyance by twitching rapidly. He’s trekking through the expanse of the mist blanketed mountains in search of a pathway up to the floating isles. Citron passes through the puddles of water in what seems to be every nook and cranny of this hill, and when he’s about to make some internal snide remark, his foot snags in an uprooted tree root which causes him to meet the ground promptly. Pulling and twisting to free his leg with no avail, the orange kit leans backwards to bite harshly at the decaying segments of the root in order to free himself. The taste was absolutely awful, leaving him to cough and hack in response. Shaking his head rapidly to remind himself as to why he was up here in the first place, he sees beyond the horizon and in the distance, floating fragments of destroyed isles that just might be able to get him to his destination. . . For once, he smiles at this prospect and picks up speed. Peering over the edge of the cliff, that gap is what joins both fragment and mountain together. Suddenly, his stomach tightens when it hits him fully. If he so much as slips and falls, he can get seriously hurt.

“ You have got to be kidding me. . . “

Olive eyes fall shut as he tries to regular his breathing, steeling himself for the moments to come. Another huff, this time to energize him for the perilous dash across. He lowers his body, looking for the right moment to pounce on the ever turning rock. One. . . Two. . .

Three !

Throwing his body forward, he collides with soot and small roots, using his teeth to latch onto anything at this point that would ensure his survival. He’s got to be quick, no dawdling! Another drop and lunge of his body, clearing each floating fragment with ease until that confidence goes to his head and he underestimates the length between his current place and the next stepping stone. He desperately claws into the fresh grass, using his hind legs to kick at anything that could give him leverage at this point. Heaving multiple breaths as he pulls his body forward and onto the rock, Citron’s mind buzzes with unexplored possibilities. He genuinely almost could have died there, all for this dumb little fishing tournament. . . Unlucky for him, or maybe it was lucky, he can’t sit and ponder for long, as the miniature isle was turning already which meant he would have to brave this next and final hop to the main island. Biting down on his lip, he makes sure to push hard off of the ground and launch himself to the platform. Finally, now it’s time to get to fishing and. . . He didn’t bring a rod.

“ I. . . “

His words fall short, irritation etched on his usual cutesy features that only is shown to the public. Citron yells loudly to convey his frustrations, flocks of birds fleeing their homes within the trees as the orange kit paces back and forth at this very new and very upsetting news. He’s come so far, and nearly died! There ought to be something he can do that still makes it worth it to go to these floating isles. Glaring holes into the palms of his paws, an idea hits him and very proudly he dives into the clear blue water of Kyendi’s infamous floating isles and tries to wrangle a fish with nothing but those paws that saved his life earlier.

He’s got all the time in the world up here. . .

Rewards

Reward	Amount
Elecite Coins	8

Characters

ELN1518: Citron

Reward	Amount
AP (Kyendi) (Currencies)	1