Big Salmon Lake Almost like home

The flicker of something beneath the ice had her pause, her fangs prepared above the water's surface as she waited, carefully, ignoring the slow laughter of the male as it began. With a quick dip of her jaws did she pull a small cod from the lake, crunching through its spine and yet failing to kill the thing. Gaze darkening a fraction with irritation, she moved towards the shore a short distance away from the male, a quick movement of her head serving to crack the skull of the thing against the rock, its struggles dying down quickly. Dropping it at her paws, turned brown with the filth of the shore, thinking detachedly of how remarkable it was that lesser minds seemed to find amusement in such menial tasks. "do I amuse you?" She asked with a kind of detached interest, stripping the fish of its side as she examined the male, making quick work of her catch.