Silvertip Mountain The light in the dark

Adeline had been in a daze of confusion when the fish left her sight. Ironically, the fisher became the prey, and the fish fell atop her head. Bewildered, she let out a squeal of surprise. The fish disappeared into the deeper water nearby, leaving the cub with a pelt of water and a mind of embarrassed frustration.
She lashed her whispy tail, angry at her failure. She looked up at Steady with a humiliated expression. Still, she had to save her dignity. What are the chances? Of all the fish in this lake, I went for the king fish. No wonder he got away! Adeline knew she sounded foolish, but she couldn't just stand there and look silly. 
The determined cub she was, she turned back and studied the water. A school of minnows — one of which she could truthfully catch — caught her eye. Without hesitation, she hopped onto them head-first. It took a second, but she rose with a minnow in her jaws, feeling proud.