Otter Creek Fishing

[size=small]Kesuk trotted along the creek, her wide eyes darting around, looking for something interesting to do.

Finally getting bored she plopped down on the damp moss along the bank of the stream. She lifted a paw to look at an irritated spot on the bottom. Finding a thorn there she licked it gently and tried to grasp it in her teeth. Successful, she began to gently tug at the thorn before it came loose, releasing a small trickle of blood onto her pad.

After lapping the blood off she stood up and walked over to the fast flowing creek. Kesuk gingerly set her sore paw on the sand submerged in a couple inches of water.

The cool water felt amazing on the wound and Kesuk closed her eyes in appreciation. Her eyes snapped back open when she heard a splash. She looked around but to her surprise, there was no one else there. She looked behind her in confusion when another splash sounded, this time very close in front of her.

Quickly turning her head, she caught a glimpse of something sparkling in the water a few feet from her. She stretched her neck out to get a better look. To her utter confusion she saw something swimming in the water.

Kesuk had never seen a fish before and couldn't place what it was. It looked odd shaped, sort of like a rock with a tail and fins. It moved gracefully through the water, the sun lighting it with splashes of green and blue.

Hypnotized, Kesuk stared at the swimming rock for a good 2 minutes before an idea flashed in her head. Could she eat it?

Letting her curiosity get the better of her, she lowered herself into a crouch, focusing on the rock thing. She sprung out of the water but her back paw slipped on a loose rock and she ended up landing head first in a pool of water about a foot deep.

Sitting up, she rubbed her nose with her paw. She growled at the swimming rock while trying to shake the water out of her ears.

"I will get you, rock." Kesuk threatened.[/size]