Sea Lion Shores just don’t know if i can roll into the sea again,

There must be some semblance of understanding there, Bat mused, as the other she-wolf took to the banks. Bat trailed after her, a smile on her lips. She wasn't the most skilled fisher out there, though she'd landed a few in her time and hoped she could do the same today. She was pretty hungry and she knew Tristan would be too.

At the water's edge, she ascertained the direction of the current, then scanned for the nearest break. Fortunately, there was a calm pool on this side of the stream. Bat traipsed over to it, noting that the shallows were cloudy. She couldn't see any movement, though the murk most likely meant there was some fish moving about in the calmer water.

She glanced over at her companion, head tilted inquisitively toward the mere.