Redhawk Caldera rosebowl

Patiently, he waited. In stillness she stood, like a heron waiting to spot something. He thought he could see the movement of fish beneath the surface from where he stood, but he didn’t move closer. As eager to see them as he was, he knew fish might frighten at his shadow. 

The sudden movement she made likely startled Bronco as much as it did the fish. He hadn’t even seen her tense, she’d been so quick to dash the fish into the air with an abrupt lift of her leg. Expertly, she caught it and he let out a triumphant whoop. 

He backed up to allow her to wade to the shallows, beaming at her in appreciation as he did so.