Fishing in the Fog

*Falx* · 11-09-2015, 10:31 PM

Falx slogged through the chilly water. A pre-dawn fog was drifting over it's calm surface, the pale light barely making it through. Everything was a different shade of gray and she was hungry. Tiny minnows would nibble at the ends of the fur on her legs when she stood still but those didn't hold a lick of interest for her. She 'harrumped' and kept moving.

There had to be a decent fishing spot here somewhere, right? A sand bank or inlet or dam or something she could use to her advantage. She was hoping that fishing would be an easy way out of this nutrition predicament she'd found herself in but... So far that had not been the case. At least in this blasted fog she felt somewhat safe, felt like she had the space and privacy to think. Really that meant time to space out that wouldn't get her jumped by some assholes or mauled by a bear, but such was life, right? She rolled her eyes, even if it was at her own thoughts. Her stomach growled and she sighed too, thinking to herself, Focus, dumbass. Finding something on land would just take way too much effort, and she was not on that level today. Winter was almost upon them and she was dreading the colder months ahead.

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