Whitefish River I see you

Geese sounded fun and promised new experience for Wraen, who had never hunted these big birds before. The closest she had got to a big bird had been remnants of a dead swan, therefore she followed Sunny and did her own share of tracking and memorizing the scent paths and felt as excited as a scout on a mission in the woods. 

The "voices" of geese alerted her and she stopped to listen with one ear, while the other listened to her hunting partner's explanation. All sounded nice and well, except something was amiss and it took her a moment of furrowed brow and intense thinking to find the puzzle piece that did not match. 

"What if I scare them and they simply fly off? They are big birds with wings after all?" she finally asked, though - perhaps - these were a very special kind of geese. That were too fat and heavy to fly or they had useless wings.