Swiftcurrent Creek from out of the smoke

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"That's how I've gotten this far." She turned to the creek and sighed. It couldn't hurt to try, since she'd need to eat soon. She turned and sat, staring into the rushing water to watch the fish as they passed. As each fish passed, she watched it's movements and tried to predict the next one's path. Each time she tried, she failed at mapping them in her mind.
She waited for a few more to pass before standing and leaned over the creek. The next fish that swam by caused Mella's head to drop as she stuck her muzzle into the water in an attempt to catch the scally prey. Her timing was off by a second, with the fish making a quick get a way after receiving a rush of water behind it.