Arrow Lake I know you're scared

As Kodokuna bustled in the background, Ptarmigan ravenously finished off her fish. There was no etiquette to follow in her mind, especially when it came to eating. She ate and she ate messily, and the Endore simply expected others to deal with that reality. Kodokuna didn't comment on it, which was just as well to Ptarm, who had never really thought about politeness for any length of time.

“Thanks for the fish,” she said, raising to her paws and leaving the bloodied bones where she'd set them. “I should get going. See you 'round, Kodokuna Sunspire,” and then, with that, the muddy female was turned around and padding back toward the muddy towpath in hopes she would be able to ascend it again.