Silver Creek The Catch

Will Spring Catch The Fish?  Even= Yes.  Odd= No.  4.

Spring padded through Silver Creek with the intent on finding a decent morsel.  The brown furred female pause in her steps for a moment to scent the air, to see how close she was to the creek and was satisfied to find out that she was only about fifty feet away.  As she padded closer to the creek's bank, the sound of rushing water seemed to roar in her ears.  She stopped once again and let a dreamy smile fall over her.  She loved that sound, the sound of the most promising prey habbitate that lay before her, even though Spring was normally terrible at fishing, it was beautiful here and the best prey source in her opinion during this famine.

Slowly and stealthily Spring slunk forward, her bellyfur brushing softly against the ground.  Upon reaching the edge of the creek's bank, Spring made sure that she was correctly in position.  Was her shadow hanging over the water?  No.  Was she as close to the edge of the bank as she could get, but not fall in and not alert the fish?  Yes.
Spring let out a breath of relief.  So far everything was going pretty good.  Now she just needed to find the fish.  The Beta's golden eyes slide over the water, searching for the swimming body of a fish.  It took her a couple minutes, but then she found one.  It was a medium sized fish, so pretty decent in size.  She waited for it to get right in front of her... and then she struck.

Spring stabbed her muzzle into the creek, opening her jaws and snapping them down, all in one swift movement.  She tasted blood... she had caught it.  Excitement danced in Spring's eyes that she had actually caught the fish, but the fish wasn't ready to give up yet.  It wriggled and flipped in her grip and it took all the Spring had to keep her grip.  Not paying much attention to her surroundings at the moment, as the fish was taking away so much of her attention span, the padded a few feet away from the creek bank, and laid the fish gently down, the stomped down a paw on it's head, killing it instantly.  Spring smiled proudly and sat back on her haunches, happy to have caught something.

Although normally Spring would have wanted to give the fish to someone else, she knew that she had to do her best to keep herself fit... or as fit as she could try to be in the famine.  So with that the skinny female, leaned over and took a bite of the fish.  Her eyes closed briefly in satisfaction.  It tasted like the best thing she had had in a long while or probably since before the famine, although the fish was on the skinnier side as she herself was, so it didn't have a whole lot of meat, just enough to keep Spring going.