Greatwater Lake vaal hazak

the fish went from its toothy grip to open air, and as it hit the dirt it seemed to give one more thrash before zharille went for it.

the other woman shrieked and shrank, curling small and away. zharille didn't care - she snapped at the fish and grabbed for it, pulling it away from the woman and the water equally, and with her tail high she began to rip it apart.

her brief aggression had faded but not evaporated. she kept one ear turned to the woman and kept flashing a single yellow eye towards her in case she tried for the fish again.