Her fishing spree after the unsuccessful pack hunt had also been a failure, but now with the oncoming spring, Kora figured it would be easier to catch a meal. Heading back towards the creek the lady hummed a quiet shanty, a low tune flowing through her jaws she padded towards the water. She didn't much care that there were small flakes fluttering from the sky, all that mattered was the chance of fish.
With little grace, the woman sat on the bank and knocked out the thin layer of ice and threw it on the ground beside her. The clear glass-like cover shattered on the ground, the pillow of snow doing little to break its fall. Patiently, Kora let her eyes scan the water. The music now gone she allowed solitude to encase her as she stared at the undisturbed water for a gift.
With little grace, the woman sat on the bank and knocked out the thin layer of ice and threw it on the ground beside her. The clear glass-like cover shattered on the ground, the pillow of snow doing little to break its fall. Patiently, Kora let her eyes scan the water. The music now gone she allowed solitude to encase her as she stared at the undisturbed water for a gift.
Kora has a limp and doesn't usually walk on her right forepaw, walking with three legs instead of four, so you're always welcome to reference that! When she speaks Maori it will look like this! <3
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