Mudminnow River Early Wolf Gets the Cat-fish

I know the feeling.

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A weasel? Something Pema was not expecting the female to say. Especially as though the weasel was someone rather then something. Weasels usually didn't seemed to be a prefered mean for wolves, but different taste buds means different preferences. "No I havn't seen a weasel go by..." she continued by asking, "Are you looking to catch him to talk to him?" she asked with a light laugh on her breath expecting her to be hunting the creature and simply following his trail. 

Her focus shifted from the water to the female. She could pause from her hunting, knowing that the fish would be there after the two had a chance to talk. "My name is Pema by the way." she introduced herself.