Swiftcurrent Creek we might just make it

Bazi moved out of the way of the rain of bodies, watching each fish land on her side of the creek with a muted thump against. Falwasi joined them shortly after, damp from her trip across the water.

"Yes, loads. I'm actually a bit shit at hunting land prey - in big groups. 3 or 4 is alright.. but any more than that and I just lose track and get confused." Pitiful, really, for a gamekeeper, but Bazi confined herself to tracking and cache management. At Falwasi's input into the killing of fish, the Alpha raised a brow. "Really? Like you would kill a deer? I didn't think fish had big enough, you know... tubes. Snapping their neck works for me." It wasn't something she had considered. Strange what nuances existed in the world's wolf population. "I bet we eat them the same, though - quickly!" With that, Bazi dropped to her belly and immediately tucked into her only fish - bones, scales, and all.

The conversation flowed easily after that, both girls settled into the familiar pattern of a new friendship forming.