Otter Creek Fishing is an art

Osprey was startled, when Blue willow yelled and something wet, shiny and definitely moving was chucked out of the water and fell on the ground not too far away from the spot the girl was sitting. She got to her feet and went over to sniff at it curiously. It turned out to be not that easy to accomplish, because the critter was thrashing around. More than once, when she had leaned too clos to it, her tip of the nose got slapped.

"And what do you do with it now?" Osprey lifted her head to look at the healer curiously.