He felt dirty and dried out after his trip to the Western desert a few days ago. The Sycari Strip was no joke, that much he had learned. It was nearly uninhabitable! With only a scarce amount of creatures able to withstand the heat and the sun and the dryness! It was winter, yes. But There was still an uncomfortable sort of dryness in that desert that not even the snow could penetrate, he was sure. It had taken him a few days of travel to get here, but when he arrived, he immediately went to one of the pools and peered in. Aha! Fish! Exactly what he'd been looking for! With the last of their deer rations remaining, smoked fish for dinner didn't sound bad right about now. Tucking in at the edge of the pool, he and Knut decided they'd fish for their dinner tonight! "Gimli"||"Knut"

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"Speech!"
She roamed, almost listlessly. With the falls in sight, she would take a well deserved rest. It had been weeks, no, months since she had begun to wander. All the days faded together. All the months seemed so small in comparison. She was but a girl, and already the world seemed big to her. She hid any shock when she came upon the man fishing, if there was any. Of course after awhile she would be meeting others. They had to appear somewhere.

Her head tilted silently to the side, viewing him. It seemed he hadn't yet scented her. Acceptable. Edelweiss did not want to be caught unawares or by surprise. Wordlessly, she carried herself to the edge of the fall's pool. Her neck arched downward, and she took a small sip of water to sate her thirst. Lashes flickered upward after a few seconds of silence, looking at the stranger before dropping. The girl seemed calm and collected. Not phased by his presence. He seemed of no threat anyway.

Focused on the pool of water beneath his shadow, Gimli remained still and quiet (for once) as he followed his target. It was a small trout that he planned on grabbing, as it seemed to be the more fearless one by way of lazily swimming around just beneath the surface and closer to the shore. His haunches rose just slightly to give him a bit of wiggle room, bright amber gaze following the movement. He was unaware of the stranger's approach until a near quiet sound from his companion alerted him to her presence. He twitched an ear to acknowledge his awareness now, but he didn't want to miss his opportunity. Extending a paw slowly over the water, he waited for the moment to strike. One...two...three...four...slap! His paw struck the water, and using his clawed gloves to help in his endeavor, he managed to barely hook the trout's side and used the momentum of his grab to fling it onto the shore beside him. In one swift movement, Knut had pinned it and delivered the killing blow, causing the fish to still. One down...now to acknowledge the newcomer. "Evenin' lass. Don't mind me, jus' catchin' us some supper." He glanced up for a brief moment, "Do ye fancy yerself one?" He didn't know if she considered herself a hunter or a fisherman, but he was happy to share his catches regardless. "Gimli"||"Knut"

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"Speech!"
She would look up at him again.

"I do not mind" she replied to him quietly, so not to scare the fish away. He could do what he liked; she was not exactly in a position to order him around "but thank you, for the offer. I can catch my own." She moved as quietly as she spoke, holding her paw above the water and watching intently. The silvery fish below lit up the water with movement and colour.

Edelweiss lashed out, hooking a fish and bringing it to the surface. Her neck leaned forward to snap its throat, making sure it was dead before beginning to eat. The girl fell silent as she quickly - though elegantly - ate her fill. She took small bites of the fish meat before pushing it to the side, her interest in the older wolf. She could almost feel his words unspoken. Her gaze dropped to his little friend, giving a slight turn up of her lips.

A little smile.

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Fair enough. He nodded to her in silence before returning to his task. The trout didn't seem too afraid or bothered by their presence, so maybe not many wolves tried to fish them out. Amber gaze locked onto another target. He waited quietly, haunches slowly inching him forward as he moved a little closer to the water's edge. His legs weren't as long as Knut's nor that of other wolves, so he had to make a little extra effort to reach. Watching the trout circle around the middle of the pool and slowly make its way towards his direction, the dwarf waited another heartbeat or two before he struck. Though apparently, Knut had been eyeing the very same fish as well. As Gimli struck the water, Knut's did as well. Their paws slapped each other and the fish. The trout went flying up as water splashed both hunters, and in one desperate motion to keep the fish from returning to the water, Gimli lunged forward and snatched it just as it fell back towards the pool. And he too, followed suit. He fell into the water, only to emerge a moment later as he righted himself. He sputtered as he scrambled for the shore and pulled himself out, fish clutched firmly in his jaws. "Ye coulda warned me, Knut!" He growled as he moved away to shake off his coat. If there was anything he hated most in this world, it was getting wet! His thick and shaggy coat dragged him down when he was wet, and it took him forever to dry without a fire. That and well...wet fur made him appear smaller, and he was already small enough. "Gimli"||"Knut"

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It'd be impolite to actually laugh. The small wolf slipped into the water, more or less falling. Edelweiss watched with some subtle shock as he blurted out words, scaring the rest of the fish. She managed to corner one close by, slapping it out of the depths and killing it. She licked fish blood off her pale muzzle, wondering if she should offer to help the man.

Just because he was small, did not mean he wasn't incapable. She resisted, respecting his pride in this. Edelweiss glanced at the cat and back, picking her two fish from the earth and walking over to them. "Here" even though their fish hadn't escaped "we can eat together, if you like?" The man needed a win right now, so she may as well be social.

She smiled thinly, but politely. "My name is Edelweiss."

The dwarf male tried to shake out his coat as much as he could, but no matter what, he knew he'd remain soaked for some time. His coat was too thick, and instead of repelling water like he wished it would do, he swore his fur soaked it up instead. He huffed as he grumbled to himself, cursing the water and everything to do with it. If life didn't need it to survive, he sure as hell would avoid it at all costs! But alas, he needed water to survive, and smoked fish was one of his favorite meals. "Here," Ears perked as he glanced up, "we can eat together, if you like?" Oh? She came over with her fish, and if his tail hadn't been slicked down to the bone, he would've offered a bit of a wag, but as it was, he didn't want to accidentally sling water in the air. "I don' mind at all, lass!" He glanced at Knut who had already returned to the edge of the pool in search of more fish, but Gimli wasn't about to offer up the opportunity for more company. She introduced herself as Edelweiss, and in his opinion, it was a fine name! "Gimli, at your service m' lady," Well, he wasn't going to be of much service until he was dried off, but...pleasantries and all that. "Gimli"||"Knut"

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"Speech!"
Sometimes she missed social cues. Pleased that the man did not seem offended, she walked closer. "Edelweiss" she replied to the introductions, dropping the fish once she was a respectable distance away. Her stomach would protest it but she sought more fish to dry out for later use. She approached the edge of the fall's basin and hooked another fish, dragging it to the surface. There was just one more to get; she was still recovering from her travels.

"And your friend?" she asked, sitting by the water. An ear flicked backward, acknowledging the cat as well as the wolf. She liked all the silly little familiars. Each one had their own personality, just like any wolf. Some of them even decided they were equal with wolves, and proved it time and time again in combat. She hadn't seen a familiar fighting yet though, but she saw them scout for their masters sometimes. She wanted to bond with one herself, one day.

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