Whitefish River It's hard to believe

Scrounging around to try and find an easy meal, it seemed the caches were raided as everyone had the same idea. leaving behind only one that seemed really old, even he could tell from the looks of it that it would make him sick to eat it - a reminder to get rid of it later before someone else ingested it - and another which seemed to be the only one left good to eat. Score!

Happily he lifted the prize from the dirt, ready to dig in and prepare himself to fish for the rest of the day and re-fill all the caches since clearly people were hungry... for good reason. But his celebration didn't last very long, swinging around in a graceful pirouette, he spotted Ira walking in and felt, well, that maybe someone else should eat this fish other than him. He could wait after all. 

After a brief moment of debate to approach the roan woman, still hesitant due to their last little chat - he approached and dropped the meal down to nudge it her way. It's the last one in the cache. You can have it, I can go fetch more.