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It wasn’t polite to stare but Redd did so anyway, watching silently to see what (if anything) he would catch.  She did not wish to interrupt his hunt and a part of her was curious.  She had met none outside her own pack thus far and did not bother to introduce herself.

At length she would allow her curiosity to draw her closer, though her focus would change to finding a place of her own to hunt fish.  She knew that deeper in the more dwelt larger ones, settled into the muck of the bank, so she would slide from the dry land and into the water herself slowly, hoping to tease one out that she could snatch up.

All the time aware of his presence acutely.