Alex awoke, the sun was in his eyes, but that wasn’t what had woken him. There was a splashing sound again, Alex rolled over and gazed towards the river. The fire had gone out in the night, but the coals were still warm, a thin spool of smoke snaked into the sky. Past the fire, Lilly sat at the edge of the river, hand poised to strike. Her tail shone in the sun, it's reddish fur and white tip. Her ears were alert, her eyes on the water.
Alex sat up, he watched as, suddenly she struck at the water. A smile tugged at Alex’s lips, she had once again come up empty-handed. Alex got to his feet, snagging the bag from beside the campfire, he walked silently to her side. He watched as she tried again, she was leaning in just the right way for her shadow to not trail over the water.
“You can’t catch fish with the skills of a fox while in the body of a human.” Alex spoke up, she jumped, her tail-fur spiked up and her ears laid flat. She turned quick, but relaxed as she saw him, grabbing her tail and smoothing the fur down in a fluent motion that made it seem like she hadn’t planned on attacking her surpriser.
“I’ve almost caught one.” She mumbled, causing Alex to chuckle, she swiped at him as a reward.
“Ok ok, here I’ll help you.” Alex admitted defeat, he got to his feet and leaped the river, he barely made it, one of his feet slipped into the stream. Alex gasped, it was cold, he shook his foot off and headed towards the bamboo growing in the streambed. He broke a piece off and dug through the bag he carried, pulling out some metal string-like material, there was a good material for making a hook as well, and...