Totoka River Spending quality time with the floor

Foxglove found the fish (a whole one!!!) and grabbed it. Had it's flesh not been frozen solid by staying in the sea-weed mush overnight, it would have disintegrated in her jaws. She had not been paying much attention to, what the man had been doing, but with a treasured and hard earned thing in her possesion she thought he ought to know that this was hers. Therefore a menacing growl...

...followed by confusion. The man was nowhere in the vicinity and the object she had found earlier was gone as well. A moment later she maked out a dark disappearing in the distance, considered going after him to retrieve the thing, but then decided against it. She had food and he had... well... trash. 

Fool... Foxglove thought, when she settled down to eat the fish.