Qeya River I'm selfish, I'm obscene

She wasn't much of a fisher. In fact, Saena spent almost no time fishing in any weather. Her specialty was land game: in particular, the large and hooved sort. She left the hunting of tricky animals like birds and fish to wolves with more patience. Given that, she ought to know better than to stalk along the shore for fish that could sense the thud of paws on the ground. They fled as her shadow passed over them and with no experience in the field, her eyes lacked the focused quality required for spotting them beneath the dark rushing surface.

She kept at it for a time but was eventually drawn to abandon her search due to fruitlessness as well as the sudden appearance of someone else along the river. While naturally cautious and much more so in her present state, and quite certain from whence the stranger heralded, Saena reigned supreme on this side of the river. From here it was a quick thing to call for back up. So the round, raccoon-eyed alpha female took several steps further along the bank before stopping, lifting her head, and calling out an imperial, "you are?"