Cedar Sweep ursine

the boy, in his reassurance and simple kindness, reminded her of her brother. that was enough for her to extend some wary trust towards him, and reply with a soft, "I'm moonshine." he talks about fishing with conviction, and though she's never heard of it, she's intrigued. 

"fishing? how does that work?" the waterways around blackfeather are certainly not ideal for it, and they house more frogs and bones and slimy things than fish. but still, she very much likes catching things, especially frogs, and so adds a "yeah."