Silver Creek your gonna sing the words wrong

Rolling d5 for the small hunt. Success is even number. 3

It had been awhile since another had placed any form of trust or compliment upon her. The young girl had been lavished in her old home – complimented by the eligible young men of her beauty and wonder… never once had she considered that it was only because of her future place to the pack, and how much they desired to sit at her side upon her coming of age.
 
No one ever complimented her upon her talents – and it had only been Saena who had placed such blind trust in her before now, which had instantly won the pale girl’s trust and adoration. Stealing a glance at the elderly she-wolf as she spoke, Gaia’s ears tipped back, a light frown of determination pressing to her features.
 
With silent obedience, the once pampered girl rose to her shaky limbs before slowly wading through the cold water, her eyes drifting from the woman and to the waters. She did not see the fish yet – but her form stilled, waiting for the opportune moment for it to reveal itself.
 
Finally, the flash of silver darted past her, and with what Gaia could only hope was swiftness and accuracy, her jaws darted once more in the water in an attempt to grasp the meal.