Noctisardor Bypass Fishing

Inkeri had explored more in the past few days, than she had in years. And even without Anja. Anja was always near, if she needed her, she was there. But she had been spending the majority of her time with the Coyote Lucius. He eased the loud crescendo of her mind, and she liked it.

She had promised him the day the sky had weeped, that she would help him learn to fish. So with a slow and steady lope, she found him at the lake edge. A smile graced her face, as she saw him staring intensively at the water.

Ikke slik She spoke quietly, her own language coming out to dance along her tongue, and empty into the air. She shook her head. 

Not like that, but close. Fish are not smart as us. They will not come up. Up. Unless they think they will get fed.

She paused a moment to run her snout along his head. She liked the down softness between his ears. She continued, past him into the shallow end of the water, feet sucking down, down into the loamy soil, sucking. Sucking. 

River is easier, but lake will do fine. Fine.

She stopped moving and stood still, and all too soon the fish came upon her to be curious. With sure paws, she moved it under the fish and pushed upwards, throwing it towards the shore.