Whitefish River all the sunlight's good for us

Now, said Nieve as she trotted along behind Cam, more composed now that she couldn't see those gorgeous eyes. You gotta stand in the water and then stay really still 'til they're close to you. When they get close and seem calm, you strike. If it was spawning season, then catching a fish would be easy. There were so many salmon packed into the rivers at that time of year that you could practically open your mouth and wait for one to drift in. In winter, however, fishing was not only a difficult task, but a terribly cold one.

At least, she assumed it was. Everything she advised was based on common sense rather than experience. For all she knew, this was all very, very wrong advice. She might be a water loving wolf, but she had no real passion for hunting and hadn't seen firsthand how tricky fishing could be.