Swiftcurrent Creek yesterday's news · pack activity

Fish caught: 3
Biggest fish: 1 inches
Prettiness factor: 5

Quivering with excitement, young Bones awaited the leader's cue, then shot into the water with the rest of them. She went after the fish enthusiastically at first, though she soon discovered the difficulty of fishing in such a melee. Every time she came close to catching a fish, someone bumped into her or splashed her in the face or, hell, even snatched the fish before she could. She tried to be a good sport about it but, before long, it took all the muscles in her face to maintain her smile.

Eventually, they fished the waters clean; plenty of them were flopping on the bank and the rest had scattered to safety elsewhere in the small river. Bones leaped onto the shore, gave herself a shake, then looked down at her disappointingly meager catch with a slight frown. She quickly mustered back her smile, though, and sat beside her catch while waiting for everyone else to finish. Maybe she'd only caught minnows and she'd hardly had a chance to display her true skills, yet at least she hadn't come up totally empty-handed or anything, Bones reminded herself.