What could you possibly be gathering here?

Vashou watches quietly as the other slid down the hill. Their ears perked in caution as the other wolf slowly closed in on them. Biting down on the fish he would deal the finishing blow. Respecting the life that he took. Vashou proceeded to set down the fish as soon as it stopped writhing. Vashou did this to make sure the fish was dead they would set it on the ground before looking up. Blood staining the sandy colors of his muzzle as he looked over to Beauregard. "I suppose just existing for the most part. What brings you to the treacherous Canyon. They inquired as they looked up at Beau.
The river and active sound of fish the only sound in the air.