Whitefish River On the side of Justice

Nah! Just a bit slow with posting atm. Should be able to pick up speed soon. Sorry about the delay!

In the water is a wolf, not an acquaintance of Evergreen, and certainly not the best fisherman the bearish wolf has seen. An eyebrow arches, watching with a mix of amusement and hope that, by some chance, this stranger's bizarre technique might actually work out for them. Alas, the splashing seems to disturb everything around the flailing and snapping wolf. The fish scatter to safety. It reminds him of Thistle, and how impatient she used to get with it. Perhaps why her younger brother, Evergreen, became the fisher instead.

Just as Evergreen was about to offer his assistance, Sindri appears with a fish caught in her jaws. It seems that she, too, spotted the stranger in need of help. Pleased to see her interacting with others, the bear hesitates for a moment—not wanting to interrupt or take over the scene. He decides to approach in the end, a broad smile curves along his dark muzzle.

Room for one more?