Lost Creek Hollow In the dead of Night

Jumping?
Fish could jump? Oh yeah, they could. She'd seen the phenomonem once, when salmon were jumping up waterfalls. There were bears, so she didn't stick around too long that day.

She assumed trout were some kind of fish. She didn't follow him into the water yet. What if she messed this up for them? She took another step  forward, slipping on a mossy rock that sent her forelegs slipping down nearly into the water. The stones rubbed and grazed her legs, and was quite painful, but she noticed he was trying to stay still and quiet, so kept still in that position, knowing she'd just keep slipping if she got up. She didn't want to distract him more.

"I feel like I may be worse," she quietly mumbled, looking for the fish herself.