Kintla Flatlands Gone Fishin'

The rustle of movement in the trees caught Koda's eye, and he glanced up to see a dark she-wolf emerge from the undergrowth. He recognized her from Peregrine's meeting, but they'd never been properly introduced. Between the upheaval in the pack and in his own personal life, he hadn't yet had the opportunity to meet many members of the plateau.

"Thanks," he replied, a little embarrassed that she'd been able to sneak up on him so easily. Koda was totally oblivious to the world around him when he got into his little zone. He wondered how long the she-wolf had been watching him. He looked back down at his fish. "She's a beauty ain't she," he said proudly, admiring how the iridescent scales shimmered in the sunlight. He could see shades of pink, blue, even yellow. It was easy to see how the fish earned it's name.

"My name's Koda, by the way," he said with a friendly smile. "May I know yours?"