Lake Rodney yellowtail is best in the colder months

she laid across the sand, shore cool still from a moonlit night. her gaze was to the clouds. her nostrils subtly flared, taking in the ambient scent.

could she tell if rain would come, just from those details?

a splash.

medalina watched the fish with endearment. so many lovely sights, nature gave her. it made her thankful-

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she saw it now, and the hound tensed. her hindlegs repositioned to allow for quick ascent.