Qeya River but i am petrified

There was something very wild about the woman that stood with them. Not savage, but untamed, and thus unpredictable... to some extent. Lucani mainly dealt with civilised sorts, but she also knew that if encountering a creature near-muted by their instincts, it's best to keep those instincts positive. The promise of food could trigger an attack, so Lucani was mindful.

She turned her eyes back to the nervous boy. Yes — the water here is fresh and natural. Look, you see this? the woman proceeded down to the water's edge and positioned herself right next to a sharp bend. The whitefish in this stream are used to straighter tributaries, so you can trick them to getting stuck on the bank. First you stand in their midst, Lucani moved so that she stood in the cold shallows — a streak of a fish immediately swerved to avoid her paw, only to find itself stuck on the muddy bend of the bank. It flopped uselessly, and struggled for a few seconds more before it got back into the water and shot downstream.

You try, she told the hungry male, stepping back out of the stream.