Gone fishin' (as if she'd bait a hook)

For a place that could have been considered 'close to home', Modesty had never paid the river much mind. Now though, as she was looking which way to move next, she paused to consider the deep and fast flowing water. The fish seemed to be abundant, but were fish really a reason to move when they had islands surrounded by them? There was an orchard on the near bank, and she conceded that perhaps they could put the fruit to use for some sort of brewing venture, but would there be a market? It would also make good forage for pigs, if she could talk Jael into trying something new after the chicken disaster. She sighed, wondering why she bothered coming this far out in the first place. It would mean giving up one of their islands, and with the leaders so divided in their preference she doubted moving this far from the shore would be a consideration anyway.

“Speech.”