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Sarah had not put much effort in practicing fishing, but from the bits and pieces her mother had taught her the trick was to aim not for the fish before her eyes, but one that was slightly ahead. She had stood still in the cold water for a while, until one dark shape appeared to swim towards the shallower parts of the stream. The she-wolf tensed, concentrated and was about to make a dive for it, when someone's loud footsteps and voice interrupted her. 

She looked up sharply, to see, who had dared to interrupt her, and her stern expression softened a little, when she recognized her niece Ibis. It had been few months now, since she had last seen the girl, who had left her father's home with high hopes for a brighter future. Now she had returned and did not seem either victorious or particularly happy. "I could ask you the same question," she told the girl, stepped out of the water and went to greet her.