Whitefish River catch of the day

oh no get better quick!

"Not bad? Fish is awesome!" Luke replied enthusastically to the other fellow. Taste buds being what they were - varied and entirely individual - it was beyond a wolf like Luke to comprehend how someone could describe his favorite as prey as simply 'not bad' when he salivated at the mere thought of it, his mouth coming alive each time he took a bite. It did not matter which fish either, they were all delicious and that there were so many kinds with their different flavors and textures only made fish all that more of a prize food to him.

"All wolves should learn to fish," he nodded. "It's really not that hard, just takes some practice. I can give you a few pointers if you want." As he spoke he used a paw to nudge the fish toward the other male as a gentle invite to eat.