Kintla Flatlands Gone Fishin'

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Koda watched as Kaihra gingerly nosed the dirt, drawing back with a wriggling grub in her teeth. "Don't worry, they don't bite," he teased. Despite the teasing, he was impressed that the woman wasn't afraid to get a little dirty. His sister would have drowned herself in the river before she'd go near a bug. The females of the plateau pack continued to surprise him.

His eyes met hers as she brushed past him on her way to the water. He had noticed that she always seemed to be keeping an eye on him, as if she didn't trust him enough to let him out of her sight. He wondered why, but he didn't probe. He would just have to prove himself trustworthy.

He followed her to the river's edge, but didn't go in after her, deciding instead to coach from the sidelines. She shot him a questioning glance, as if waiting for further direction. "Now drop him in and wait for something to come along," he instructed. "And make sure to keep quiet and still, or you'll scare everything off."