Silvertip Mountain The Sights I Have Seen

Steady's ears perked when Chaska's stomach rumbled. It was a noise he heard far too often lately. It just reminded him that they were all basically starving to death, little by little. Well, not today. I'll catch you something, Steady said, determination in his voice. He waded into the water, turning so that he still faced Chaska.

He knew it would take a little while for the right fish to come by, and didn't mind talking while he waited, though he kept his voice lowered and even, and his gaze on the water. They seem to make up a pretty good group so far. Phocion, Ezekiel and Makui are the males- Makui being the newest. Niita and Anita are the females, he explained. I sort of have a major crush on Niita, he added with a grin. They all have been diligent on feeding the pups as best they can, and still protecting the territory. Honestly, he couldn't have wished for a better pack.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a fish heading his way. When it got closer, Steady dived for it, his head and neck going under the water as his jaws opened. He came back up empty jawed, however, and set himself back up for another try after shaking the water from his fur.