Swiftcurrent Creek yesterday's news · pack activity

Six grown wolves flung themselves into the Creek - Bazi did so flinching, wondering what strange and masochistic fish would remain after such a disturbance. She shot a sidelong glance at Jace, who had somehow scooped two little fish out of the water already and was poised, watching, over the water. Ferdie declined to participate, which his little sort-of-daughter found a little bit perplexing - she had shot him a funny look when he visibly cringed at the mere mention of the glorious sport. Perhaps Jace had been right to be so pushy about it a few days prior. They lived next to a creek, and many of the wolves here subsisted on fish when larger prey was scarce.

Bazi pushed the thought into a queue, ready to bring up on the walk home. This moment was for fishing, not brooding, and she set to it with fervent gusto - Jace had already beaten her at fishing once, and she was loathe to let it happen again so soon.

Fish caught: 7
Biggest fish: 4 inches
Prettiness factor: 3