Stomping through the front doors, the otter quickly found himself amongst a throng of wild, rowdy furries! He quickly subdued them with fierce glares and swipes of his mighty tail, before inspecting each one carefully in search of his fish.

Unfortunately none of them had his particular fish, though he did find other ones which he ate up quickly, to prevent similar confusion later of course. When it was clear his fish was nowhere to be found, he stomped off in search of adventure.

The angry otter quickly discovered that furries liked to bounce around in dark rooms with flashy lights and music, and tried it for a while, but was so talented he eventually had to stop and let someone else be the center of attention. There were many delicious things to buy and eat (they weren't even all fish-related), and delicious brews to drink, which the otter liked very much.

Often on the way to do these things the angry otter was ambushed by vicious furries who would attack him by jumping up and wrapping their arms around him! However their attacks were ineffective and a sharp glare would send them on their way.