Swiftcurrent Creek yesterday's news · pack activity

Bazi made squinty eyes at Jace's pile. There were six that she could see, quite possibly seven - maybe, maybe eight. He was the one to beat today. Her own catch wasn't the prettiest, but they were fat and many. Njal had caught a similar amount, and Bazi flashed him a wide smile - this was a game they had played together before.

Bones had managed to catch the smallest fish in the Creek - which, come to think of it, was almost more impressive than what Bazi herself had managed. Ferdie, predictably, hadn't caught a single fish. Bazi wondered if he had even tried, but supposed he was adept enough at small game that it didn't really matter. Nearly every other Creek wolf was a dab hand at fishing. Still panting lightly from the thrill of the hunt, Bazi arranged her fish into size order and sat by the fattest one to await judgment.