Ouroboros Spine a place in the clouds

Angel nodded seriously as a lesson was imparted, though it was one she had learned before. She was older now, and memories of the sea were far away. She appreciated this with new eyes, logging away the action for her turn to try.

But they conversed in the mean time, still in quiet voices. Angel studied the water, searching for shadows, instead of facing the leader directly.

"Of course," she agreed, easily. She wanted to learn everything! "I haven't hunted a lot of large game, but I'm fast and strong. I could help."

She flashed a quick smile at him. It wasn't exactly an exciting prospect, but she longed to enfold herself in pack life. To be useful like her mother was, and to learn all the many ways of the sunshine wolves. Moonglow was different from Moontide — and she hadn't learned all that much as a child, anyway.

Her eyes went back to the water. Angel saw her chance and took it, lunging for a fish herself. She caught it by the head and got slapped silly for her efforts. She threw the fish in a hurry, sending it on a wide arc through the air.

It landed in the dirt, flopping madly.

"Not too bad!" she praised herself, tail wagging.

She beamed at Arrluk, this time.

"I fished a little on the coast," she told him. "My sisters and I used to chase fish to each other in the waves. We never did get them to shore, though..."

Now she knew the trick.