Northstar Vale fish food

A cold winter wind brushed her grey fur as Agana padded through the woods of the vale. Oh but how much she missed the snow, the soothing coldness of the ground and the snowflakes fall. Winter was not all good however; ever since the grounds shakes have stopped, she was unable to find anything to feed herself with. She barely ate some meat stored by the pearl, but after the events, she needed to find something quickly to fill her belly with.
 
As she padded around, Agana heard the call of one of her packmates. The sound was both familiar and unfamiliar, but the Quetelhtë went to investigate nonetheless. An auburn male was in front of her as she slowly came out of the woods. He had a fish held tight in his jaws, and it made her wonder, where did he find it?
 
“Good day,” she greeted, keeping a safe distance between them. “I see your hunt has been successful, unlike mine.” He was a good hunter as it seems a valuable member of the Court. Golden gaze examined him from head to toe; she did not see this male before, and was curious to find out more about him whereabouts (if he was willing to speak about them).