Redhawk Caldera gone fishing

Fin waited until she saw the significant nod from Pantaleimon before she sprang forward to chase the fish towards him.  It was difficult of course, considering the ground beneath her feet slipped easily out from under her and she had the density of the water to force herself through.  But, with the difficulty came the necessary tumult of splashing and churning water that would send the fishies jetting right towards her packmate.

When she came within a few feet of Pan, Fin turned to surge a path towards the shore.  When the water was just an inch or so below her belly, she stopped and turned back to see if he'd had any luck snatching one or two fish for their lunch.  Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she panted, dripping wet and breathless from the fun of the "hunt".