Marble pouted at the loss of her fish, but her frown was quickly erased as she thought to herself, that doesn't matter! It just means I'm getting better! but a small voice in the back of her mind whispered, 'just give up, no one cares if you can or can't catch a small fish.' She shoved the thought out of her mind, but it just bounced back. She sighed and leaned over the river, tracking a fish.
