Morningside Cuesta sky watcher

Her questions answered, Vale tilted her head at his musings. Catfish? Her eyes narrowed as she surveyed the running water. What made this river ideal over other waterways? Her mouth parted to inquire further when Bjorn dove for the water a second time. This dive proving more fruitful than a wayward stick.

Vale found her paws and followed him. Ears cupped forward as the creature writhed and flailed about before meeting its end between his teeth. When it was displayed upon the ground she began to investigate. Looking over the animal's fins, the broad mouth, and of course the whiskers! She leaned closed to nose the fish before recoiling, a paw running along her nose to wipe away the fresh coating of slime.

They must be slippery! She barked out, now reaching out her paw to touch the fish's body. That's a lot of slime. Looks nice and fat though.