Big Salmon Lake A Swift Bite to Eat

(Oh of course not, friend. Adair isnt an ass. Plus im not really a powerplayer. :3)


Finally managing to get the 20th fish in his pile, Adair contemplated getting an extra, for extra measure. Shrugging his shoulders, he declined his own offer. Had he not just told his own self that greedy wolves fall prey to mother Nature's wrath?

Turning, he set his eyes upon the shoreline, and before long, the long strides the massive dark brown and hazel tinted wolf took, led him there. He smiled appreciativly at his food pile, looking down at the mountain of fish. He would have to dry them out and...

Adair's ears swirled to his left, leading him to turn his hazeled amber eyes on the small feline that slowly crouch walked towards his food.
Adair smilled at the tiny little female, and dipped his head as a greeting to her. He did not know of the feline spoke wolf or not, but through body language, he lowered his massive muscular soaked body to the ground, and looked at her, on her own eye level, attempting to show that he was no threat.