Blacktail Deer Plateau done more in days than done in months

aningan might have been joking in good spirit, but ying didn't interpret it that way. if anyone asked, she would have blamed it on the language barrier, arguing that it was too difficult to tell the difference between good sportsmanship and blatant trash-talk. she took his words — we're going to have a lot of fish — as meaning that he, alpha of rusalka, would bring up so many fish that she would be left speechless.

oh! and, good luck ying. what did he mean by that? she was almost grateful for the plunge into the icy blues, because it meant a momentary repreive from the ire that boiled in her blood. 

he went in first. while resurfacing from his dive, ying waited for her first target to appear. she didn't get a chance to scope out his catch; as soon as she was able, the huntress was lunging for a little silver. significantly smaller than nanuk's, but it would suffice.