where is a fish in orbit? trouter space

@Lasher

It had been too long, but his absence had not been without purpose. Since he last saw his lover, his pack had finally formed and thus he had a home for himself, a place where he could reliably be found. The blue-nosed wolf was beyond happy with this change in his life, and it happened none too soon: the chill of autumn was in the breeze, soon to be followed by the cold dark of winter. But this happiness was not without a small note of sadness. The man he had grown so fond of was not at his side in his new home, and that did not sit well with him. He could not help but wonder about their growing relationship. It was not his nature to worry, and yet he did, for never before had his heart been so involved in something. Nevertheless, he was optimistic and hopeful.

He had seen that the pack had several caches dug, and had food placed in them, before excusing him for a couple days. On his travel west, he stopped at the streams in the vale to gather a gift of fish - three plump trout - before he climbed the slopes and loped toward the plateau. He had not forgotten the hospitality he had been shown. When he arrived at the borders, he laid the fish on ground in front of his feet, and inclined his head back. He sang a harmonic song of greeting to Lasher. Then, with his tail wagging, he sat down to wait for the earthen beta, eager to see his face again.