Blacktail Deer Plateau Cattin Catfish

Catfish pond and the streams connected to it that ran through the plateau, were a daily obsticle for Pema. Not ones that were difficult to cross, but noticable as she either had to jump over it, or walk through the more shallow sections. 

But as the weather began to get colder and the seasons came closer to winter, she could notice the change in water tempurature as she walked through it today. It sent a shiver down her back as her paws began submerged in the water. Only a few moments after she entered her paws ajusted, no longer able to feel the discomfort of the change in tempurature.

She wasn't very hungry, but this was more for the cache and the pack rather then for her own satisfaction. Though there was a level of satisfaction she felt doing something souly for the good of the pack. After finding a decent place to wade in the water to wait, and about a half hour had passed, Pema already had a small pile of fish on the bank of the pond. It was only two high at the moment, but with much of fishing involving waiting, it allowed her plenty of time to regain her stamina from her previous catches.