One Fish, Two Fish

Wondering about the lands of southern Boreas and the tip of Auster, Serene was starting to realize there were many different breeds of wolves; not just in their looks but also in their personalities, their spirits. Every stranger she met was far different than the last, just like the lands she crossed and the things she saw. From giant stone sculptures to rolling hills of herbs and flowers, everyday there was something new to see. Today was just the same; standing before her was a large river, filled to the brim with aquatic life. It was a refreshing stop on her journey, as she laid out in the sunshine on a large flat rock that sat beside the lapping water's edge. She had taken her fill of the cool liquid, before letting herself relax by the waters edge.

She had been traveling for many days, and was quite intent on simply relaxing today. But those fish... they splashed against the waters edge and taunted the hungry female. Catching small game every few days was not filling her stomach, and when was the last time she had fish? She stared longingly at the water, at the shadows moving beneath the surface. Her tongue slipped out between her lips and licked along her maw, a light grumble in her belly as she pawed at the water from her perch. If only she knew how to catch fish!