Greatwater Lake me, myself, and i

Shandra turned tail and stood facing the forest, her eyes opposite the darker female. Every so often, an ear flicked backward and she barely looked over her shoulder to assess progress with the fish. Eventually the stranger had caught two of them, one, Shandra assumed, for each. The girl abandoned her post for the fish, one of which had been placed nicely at her paws.

Shanny looked back with wary blue eyes, curious and frghtened by what might be going on in the other's mind. It was only now that she realized that this could be very bad. Her gut had been screaming at her to abort this mission, all whilst it also begged for food. This paradox had Shandra at a loss. Eventually she realized that she was in this situation too deeply, whether she liked it or not. She had once been thrilled to see how this would end, without realizing that her very life could be in danger.

Ears lowered back with suspicion, the paler she-wolf lowered her snout to the fish before her. Her eyes lifted to look up at the fisherwoman.