Broken Antler Fen Fishing is key

[table width=80%][tr][td]He had grown. Every time he looked in the water, seeing his own reflection, did he notice it. Even his fur had changed to an icy hue; he had not escaped winter, he had become it. Today, he went to check again; out of curiosity and fear. This time he noticed something different; why was his belly so round? Could it be? Had he become like a pregnant mother now, fat and round but without the babes? He frowned. Surely this wasn't good, he sighed. He had to do something about this; no more snacks, only dinner and more exercise. Perhaps he'd go with his sister more often to run or scout; walk the borders like he saw so many do.

The howl was unexpected and unpleasant; now that he was ashamed of his rolls he didn't want to face anyone until it was all gone. This, however, he knew to be impossible. Besides... They were family, right? And they loved him for the Benjamin he was. With a new hope sparking deep within his round body did he trot; soon running like never before. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he did so; his breathing became irregular and his legs were burning. There he saw them; his father and Nova, and he smiled brightly.

But he wasn't paying much attention to where he ran now. Tripping over a sunken log did he fell; face-first against the soggy grounds of Broken Antler Fen. He pulled his head of the mud embarrassedly, looking up to see if anyone had noticed. He scampered up with much effort and walked the rest of the way with his tail between his legs. Daaaadd... He greeted when he was close enough. He gave Nova a nuzzle to her shoulder. Nooovaa...[/tr][/td][/table]