My Name is Cuban Pete

Jynn crouched by the river side before bending her long head to drink from the water. As she did she noticed a number of interesting fish swim by. It seemed the whole river was teeming with them but perhaps this shouldn't have been a surprise. This was after all an area where a number of smaller streams and rivers merged into the great river and made its way to the ocean. Jynn stood and made another mark on the nearest tree to continue marking her path. As she continued her wandering until she spied a curious sight down stream from her.

A large cat was fishing while a fox and a wolf were playing with sticks. It was the fox that had caught her attention. She was huge compared to the rest of her kind and her height was closer to that of a maned wolf than a fox. Though her legs were more in proportion of other canids. Jynn cleared her throat. "Hello there, may I ask what you're working on?"