Silver eyes watched the waters, the red dame watching the flickering bodies of the delicacies swimming beneath the surface. She wasn't terribly hungry, far from starving at that. But she figured a quick stop at the river for a little snack wouldn't hurt. Ears perked at the sight of a small trout lingering by the shore as it nibbled on the algae. She pressed herself against the ground, careful to keep her shadow off the waters surface. One paw raised slightly as she focused on it, waiting for what felt like ages until it got a little closer. Finally, once it was within her reach, her paw darted forward and slapped the fish out, scooping it from beneath in one quick motion. The fish sailed through the air, landing at her side. Quickly, she put a paw over the flopping fish to keep it from wiggling back into the water.
With a satisfied smile, she picked it up with her teeth and carried it a short distance away from the running water. Little by little, the fish stopped flopping as much as it was before. Holding it between her paws, she began to chew into it. It was definitely a good day for fishing.
