Swiftcurrent Creek yesterday's news · pack activity

Fish caught: 6
Biggest fish: 2 inches
Prettiness factor: 4

At first Njal just watched as the youth bound in to the water; he was thrilled to see them so enthusiastic about fishing. The dark wolf - who he had yet to meet - pulled up a few shining bundles; Bazi catching more and more, which reminded him of their little competition (she was a seasoned veteran despite her age, and Njal swelled with pride upon seeing such skills in a fellow creek-wolf). His attention shifted to the river before he recognized what the other two had grabbed. With his stocky limbs quickly soaking in the creek waters, the aged fisherman began to work.

And when it was all over, he too crawled from the depths. Njal shook the water from his soaking pelt as he lurched to dry land, and trailed along after the others. When they flopped to the grass he simply posed nearby with his rear end planted firmly down; watching their panting faces, and eyeing Ferdie - wondering who had won, but finding that the competition was not that important today.