Totoka River can you picture, my lady, this empty scene?

Admitting that she'd lost some of her skill was too difficult. Ying chose to believe that the cause of her bad luck was the frigid water and thin layer of frost, but definitely not her lack of practice. Still, she made a mental note to ask Orochi for more patrols, so that she might be able to spend more time at the fishing hole.

While distracted by her own misfortune, Ying missed the perfect opportunity to try for another catch. The fish swam over her paws, fins brushing fur as it went, but her attention remained elsewhere. By the time she realized what had happened, it was too late.

An eye was turned to Bridget. I suck, she whined, and turned to walk back onto shore.