Stavanger Bay Crab cakes

The Archer woman listened on as the other woman mentioned common prey of her home as rabbit, deer and even taking down badgers and last... birds. A bird hunter? She spoke, silken black ears perking with interest. I cant say I have ever hunted birds before, although i had had pheasant before. Maybe you could teach me one day? She spoke with honest interest. She thought, perhaps, she would be good at it too given the fact that she was quite a tall, leggy woman and could jump high to catch birds it flight. 

Stepping aside out of the waters, she allowed the short, flowing furred woman take her placement back once more. As Vallkyrie say back down on the sands, she watched Katya silently, patiently. She observed how still she was, her eyes studying the water, frozen in her placement, easing her muzzle down very slowly as she awaited her strike. Kyr smiled, taking in a deep beath of the salty winds and overlooking the cove around them. 

Turning back to Katya with pale icy eyes, she catches her just as she darts her face down into the water, lifting up but seconds later with a fish wriggling wildly in her jaws. The coffee colored woman would toss her prize onto the beachside and Vallkyrie lifted, woofing happily towards her. Swift catch! She spoke with an excited laughter.