Heron Lake Plateau variation under nature

Successful roll.

It catches him off guard when his teeth connect with a scaly, fleshy thing. The texture is different and he almost opens his jaws to release the surprise but he realizes within half a second he shouldn't. Soon enough, he's back above water with a flipping fish between his teeth and stumbling back to gasp for air. Fish isn't a common meal for him, even during the famine. In fact, all of his attempts have been failures until this moment. Bowie stumbles back a few steps and eventually drops the fish after one severing bite. It's nearly in two pieces when he looks down, then shakes his fur of the cool water.

Once he's gained his balance, he catches a sliver of white out the corner of his eyes that startles him. He drops his head instantly over his kill, opening his jaws to wrap around it protectively once more, and his yellow eyes focus on the figure some distance away. His gaze softens but he doesn't let go. His first decent meal in sometime, a meal he knows still won't be enough, and he even shuffles back a step or two for added distance.

Mine.