Lost Creek Hollow my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel

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Tail wagging, the black female stuck her tongue out a little. "I'd show you if everything wasn't frozen over," she muttered, her head tilting a bit. "I caught a fish for Mordecai not too long ago but I practically had to jump onto the frozen creek to clear it. And that scared all the fish off so I had to wait even longer." She chuckled a little bit with herself, but was now craving fish and was disappointed in herself for doing so. There were no fish to be caught and she shouldn't tempt herself was dangerous schemes just to catch one.

Her tail wagged, and Ilya looked to the side. She scanned in that direction, wondering if any sort of large game was nearby. She raised her head a little bit to scent, but was truthfully unsure if she could scent anything. She glanced back towards Root. "Big game is better with more wolves," she shrugged. She did think that she and Root could catch a deer or two together, but she'd never hunted anything bigger without the whole pack by her self.