Kintla Flatlands Gone Fishin'

His reply did not satisfy her, but Kaihra refused to let the boy think her too dainty to pick up a couple of squirming bugs. Her mind set, the woman rolled her shoulders and ducked her head until the smell of dirt billowed up her nose. Kaihra furrowed her brows and pushed around until she felt her snout brush against a slimy form. A tremor churned her gut, but she pinched the grub with long teeth and drew back, lips recoiling as the tiny body squirmed at the edge of her mouth.

The thought of bug guts spilling in her mouth did well to stop her from pressing too hard against the grub's fragile body. She took tentative steps past Koda, eyeing him cautiously before drawing into a different stretch of river. As the icy waves splashed the dirt from her paws, she turned to face him with a silent question, raising her brows in readiness for what to do next. She hoped his response was to simply let the bug drop far far away from her lips.