Qeya River subsistence

Veteran wagged his tail at the praise. As the stranger described what would happen next, he tensed just a little, realizing that a big moment was about to come. He felt all the more pressure when he realized that the fisher was going to allow him to do the honors. He set his gaze on the monster fish, icy stare following its every movement.

No doubt the seasoned fisherman could tell when the salmon was about to jump, but the movement took Veteran by surprise. He snapped, and his teeth scraped against scales as the giant fish smacked against his face. He didn't quite get a grip on it though, and it bounced off his face and plopped back into the water just below the rocks. Since it fell back in the water downstream of the rocks, it was possible that the pair would get a second shot at catching it.. that was, if the fish was stupid enough to try the same jump again. 

"I almost had it," Veteran lamented, wrinkling his now wet nose. It was smarting a little-- that fish had been strong! He looked up at the stranger. Maybe he could show the neophyte fisher how it was done?