Ohhh... Who Lives In A Pineapple Under The Lake?

Éldi jerked his head up but was disappointed to discover that he'd only caught a little bluegill. Next to him he could hear Kaler laughing at his pathetic catch. He scowled but food was food and he added the little fish to his pile, pausing for a moment when he thought he saw movement in the brush behind him. It was probably just more wolves. Everyone seemed to be out fishing tonight. Éldi returned to the water and made another attempt at catching a fish. He was determined to catch up with Kaler but he couldn't help but find himself wishing he had claws. Fishing would be so much easier if he just had a good set of retractable-

"WHAT THE!"

Éldi yelped, springing so high his legs almost completely left the water as he felt something large brush past his hind legs. Spying a large dark shape he dove after it, aiming towards the back of the creatures head. He'd bet anything it was a beaver, a finer meal than a tiny little fish. If he could just catch the little devil.