Whitebark Stream The world at my feet

Distantly, Eldritch heard footfalls. Heavily, she felt eyes on her. No mind at the moment, she thought with a soft huff. 

And then she shot her muzzle into the water, ripping her head upward with a trout in her teeth. 
Fish flopping wildly, the Ex-Daedric slew the fish as far as she could to the bank, and in turn, pausing over her fish to watch with eerie interest the silver male some distance away.