Arrow Lake Gone fishing

rolled a 2; success

Qamar saw a lovely-looking white wolf approach, her eyes kind. She inhaled her scent and recognized her as Texiceia, another member of the tribe, whom she had seen briefly before but never properly met. Qamar gave her a smile in return.

"Hello, Texiceia," she said softly, hoping her voice carried well enough across the water to reach the other wolf's ears. "Come to try your hand at fishing?"

She left the question unanswered as she saw another fish approach--a bit smaller than the one that had escaped, but still a respectable size. Her head bowed low, muzzle barely skimming the surface of the water. The fish was swimming high, ever closer to her jaws.

Qamar gave it another go, thrusting her mouth into the lake, and was rewarded with the glorious sensation of her teeth sinking into scaly flesh. She wrenched the flopping fish out of the water and bit down hard, crushing its spine between her jaws. Gently, she placed it on the ground before her feet and gave Texi a grin, feeling quite relieved.

"First catch of the day," Qamar laughed. "Let's see if we can get you a kill." She bent to begin to enjoy her small feast, but kept her eyes trained on Texiceia, waiting for the other wolf to demonstrate her skills.