Blacktail Deer Plateau Cattin Catfish

he spent a lot of time by the waters that ran through blacktail deer plateau. having recovered from his trauma at sea, he found he missed the ocean, the constant rushing of waves and the smell of salt. while the salt was missing, at least catfish pond and its stream were water, a small reminder of from where he came. it was a comfort in a time when he was still trying to get used to everything new.

it turned out that he wasn't alone on this chilly day in the wilds. pema sat on the pond's banks, a respectable pile of fish at her paws. he approached the healer with a wag of his tail, giving a low bark to make sure she knew he was coming, so as not to startle her.

"hi, pema," aditya greeted gently, eyes warm. he nodded at her catch with a grin. "nice job! your fishing skills look a lot better than mine."

it seemed silly, for a coastal wolf to be so terrible at fishing. but his paws were clumsy in water, his jaws not fast enough for the slippery things. he supposed that living on a deer plateau would suit him much better than the coast had.