Stone Circle damn songbirds, all in my ear

the sound of greyback's voice was enough to pull the huntress from her trance. she turned around — hm? — and gave the patriarch her best pageant smile. blondine stepped slowly out of the pond, shaking away whatever water that'd clung to her fur. 

i'll be honest, she laughed, i haven't nary a clue as to how y'all are so good at fishing. the darned things were so slippery; how did anyone get their jaws to clench in time? i reckon i'm due for a lesson, if yer willin'.