Qeya River I should've left that side of town alone

Her hunting had been fruitful as of late, so Zahir did not mind sharing this fish — she could easily get more. Picking up the fish, she swung her muzzle about and tossed it to the other female, before choosing another location to attempt to fish from. She was distracted now, keeping her gaze half on the water and half on the other wolf, and when she went to strike another fish she missed. Zahir cursed quietly under her breath, then shook out her pelt. Perhaps she should not have given the woman the fish.