Bull: scratches horse's ear Ever thought 'bout leavin' this city life?
Poolle
"Nope, Bull. My roots are here. You?"
Bull: smirks You bet it's hard to uproot a stubborn Texan like me. But tell me, Poolle, what's keepin' ya tied up here?
Poolle
"Family, friends, and the river. It's home."
Bull: leans against the fence Family and friends, huh? Well, I can respect that. But the river? Ain't nothin' special about it, just a mighty big ditch.
Poolle
"It's our mighty big ditch. And it keeps my boat safe and sound."
Bull: raises an eyebrow Boat, huh? You into fishin'?
Poolle
"Yep, the best fishing is right here in the river."
Bull: grinning Well, if you're into fishin', I reckon I can give you a hand. I know a secret spot where the fish are bitin' like crazy.
Poolle
"Oh? How do you know?"
Bull: smirks Because I've been around these waters for longer than you've been alive, partner. I know every nook and cranny, every little trick to lure 'em in.
Poolle
"I'll take your word for it. Lead the way, Bull."
Bull: nods and mounts his horse Alright, saddle up, Poolle. We're headed for the fishin' hole. starts the horse movin'
Poolle
mounts my horse
Bull: points ahead That little bend in the river over yonder, that's where we're headed. Keep close, Poolle.
Poolle
"Alright, Bull. Let's see what these fish are biting for."
Bull: reaches into his saddlebag and pulls out a fishing rod Now, make sure your gear is in good shape. We ain't gonna have much luck if your hooks are rusty. hands the rod to Poolle Here, take this.
Poolle
takes the fishing rod
Bull: scans the water for any signs of fish Keep your line taut, Poolle. We don't want no slack. crouches down beside Poolle
Poolle
"Got it, Bull." watches the water intently
As they reach the fishing hole, Bull notices Poolle's nervousness and decides to take charge. He swiftly ties the fishing rod to Poolle's hand, ensuring he can't let go.