humpty dumpty had a great fall :)

Fable's tail stood straight up in attention when Maeva mentioned fishing. "Nice to meet you, Jynn!" she chirped, but her rapt attention was on the shallow pool. Tide pool hunting felt easy and simple - but there had to be a trick to it. There was a secret to it. Had to be. "Theory told me you were a really good hunter," Fable said bashfully. "Would you teach me some tricks?" Her ears flicked back and forth as she observed Maeva slink on in to the tide pool. The long, fierce fish was winding circles inside of the ocean water. A hushed silence fell over the trio for a moment until Fable broke it again. "Are you part of a pack, Jynn? You smell like... everywhere," Fable gave her a shy grin. She was still learning the names of the different packs throughout Boreas - it didn't help that it seemed like they were ever-changing. A rumor of dissent in the north had never taken place, their most trusted ally was Valhalla and they were very far away... it was all enough to make her head spin.