Big Salmon Lake Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal

for @Praimfaya set tomorrow after he was at MSP

Leaving the wolves of Moonspear behind his thoughts went immediately to dinner. He had taken a good deal of time to pause on his journey back ending up clumsily fishing  because one salmon leaped right out and floundered on the shore for him to kill with ease. He had caught a second one after multiple failures ending in him falling in and  after much internal debate set it aside to bring home, knowing naturally pups meant more mouths to feed. Laying in a upright position he crunched through the scales, licking his maw happily proud of himself though it had gone embarrassingly bad. The breeze felt good though after a while began to chill his wet fur. Standing up he shook himself out and then resumed his meal, spacing out as he lay by the shore.