Duck Lake Follow your heart, little child of the west wind

Sandy had not ever wondered about the fish beneath the water, or any prey really. They were just prey. Oh he knew they probably had all the things that he did, perhaps even thoughts like him. However, he also knew if he thought to hard on it, he would feel bad when he hunted and then his people would go hungry.

He watched her with genuine curiosity never seeing someone catch fish like that. Though it worked. Fish were curious creatures he had found and she was speaking to that curiosity by doing what she did.

It had been messy and strange, but she had done well and he smiled at her. A gentle pull of the fish near him and he nodded. Thank you very much. Shall we eat?

He would need to catch some more, but he could spend some time eating lunch with a pretty lady.