Whitefish River and here we go, life's waiting to begin

Ever since they’d returned, Evergreen has been giddy—though disheartened in areas that remained a total disaster zone—and fishing with every opportunity. It is where Winterbourne ends up finding him, on his favorite bank with his legs dipped into the water, pouncing on yet another unsuspecting victim. Spring is great.
At first, Evergreen doesn’t notice his husband’s approach. He’s got his head underwater, wrestling with a trout. He wins, eventually, and pulls back his head with a victory grin. It is then, when he turns towards the shore that he spots Winterbourne there. His round ears perk forth, and his tail starts to wag immediately.
He approaches, setting the fish at his feet when he gets to him, and greets Winterbourne with a brush of his cheek to his mate’s.