Koh's experience with throwing let him huck the meat almost all the way across the river, while Vorman wasn't quite so energetic.  They still managed a fairly wide dispersal, and Vorman seemed pleased when he heard a louder splashing/splooshing entirely distinct from the fish.  "It's their damn migration season.  What it is about mountain pools upstream, I have no idea, but that's where you get the squid eggs, yet they live most the year down on the floodplains.  Mudsharks, they call 'em down there.  Damn nuisances."<br/><br/>He muttered back to his navigation stool, and dropped the propeller assembly into the water.  The thrust would speed them along faster than the current, which would make a bit more noise, but given the presence of the squid, apparently he judged it worthwhile now.  His eyes scanned the river ahead and he tried to steer far enough from the still-leaping fish while keeping a distance from the near shore, as well.  The moon went behind a cloud again, leaving them illuminated only by starlight.<br/><br/>((Perception rolls: Cersei rolls 3, 5, 4 = 12; Chay rolls 5, 3, 6, 2 = 16; Koh rolls 1, 6, 4, 1 = 1 on the wild die, judging it a penalty so remove that first 1 and the highest die, 6, so what's left is 4 & 1 = 5; Lulu rolls 6, 4, 1, 5 = 16, reroll the 6 on the wild die for 4 = 20.))<br/><br/>Amid the splashing and the river's burbling and the sloshing of the wake at the front of the raft, only Lulu's sensitive ears picked up a sussuration of smooth flesh sliding on wood, a slight hint of noise from the back edge of the raft.