Northstar Vale fish food

Ginger ears would perk as the grey agouti colored woman began to explain her lack for nearing the waters as an option for hunting. Were you able to save her? He asks delicately and then, I think if you were able to, it would have been worth the risk of drowning. She could live with herself, or even die with herself, knowing she had been brave enough to do the right thing. 

The same to you. He spoke with a smile in between having paused at slicing up the fish for them. His fiery eyes met her golden narrowed gaze, holding an expression that seemed to both study and judge, almost. But she seemed kinder then her regal features allowed and after they both were finished gulping down their slices of fish, she thanked him for his kill. But of course. We're pack, after all. I scratch your back, you scratch mine.  He spoke with a bit of a chuckle,  his tail giving a few thumps on the cool earth.