Rainbowslid
A trout, rainbow variety, and if you catch one you'll be forgiven for thinking Hellsborough finally let you have something normal. It isn't. Slit one open and the flesh under the pink band is the same pink all the way through -- no white, no grain, the texture of something that has never once needed to build muscle because it has never once needed to slow down.
Rainbowslids don't swim so much as flicker between positions. Watch a pool long enough and you'll see the fish arrive somewhere it wasn't a moment before, and never quite catch the bit in the middle. They shoal in loose, shifting groups that never seem to bump into each other, which for a fish moving that fast through water that clear ought to be mathematically difficult.
They're not aggressive and they're not the danger. A snarljaw lurking the same stretch of water is the actual threat, and a rainbowslid shoal panicking all at once, in a direction that has nothing to do with the current, is the only warning you tend to get before the jaw comes up out of the reeds.
Anglers round the reservoirs rate them for the fight, not the eating. The meat's fine but bland, and there's something about watching your own catch still flickering in the keep-net that puts most people off their tea.
Field note: if a rainbowslid shoal bolts and the water's otherwise still, don't wade in after your gear. Something bigger just moved.
| Type | Blinker |
| HP | 2 |
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