The Blue-striped Bluru flicked its tail and circled the bubble once, then puckered its fish mouth and eased in again.
Mistblade stopped mid-swim as she drifted by. She had turned into a Keef Angel Fish, pure white body with a pair of transparent wings. She silently watched the Bluru nuzzle the bubble with an exaggerated O-shaped mouth, smooch after smooch. Yes, she needed to hurry and find that photo skill.
Rita knew someone was watching her, but there was no helping it. She was a favorite to win. Being stared at by fish came with the territory.
She had already teased the bubble to the very tip of the hook. Once it slipped completely free, she could gulp it in one bite.
It looked simple, but it was not. The only annoying part was the random passersby who would casually body-check her as they swam past.
Finally, the bait was pushed off the hook. Yet the instant it came completely free, the bubble dissolved into the water.
Gone?
