Whitefish River Unvsiyv

He worked his way to drag it onto land.

The soft thunk of it against the earth brought the first kick of pride he had felt in some time. It mattered not that she struck a fish too, and that hers would win their little competition.

In truth he was glad she had won.

You.

A simple word offered warmly.

Everyone would be a winner tonight if they had a meal to fill their empty stomachs. It was nice to turn survival into something kinder than the reality.

ready to fade when you are <3