She's waiting like an iceburg
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She was concentrating on going toward the place where the fish were the best, where they were jumping out the highest. One would probably just jump right into her mouth, if she sat still! There was a large sandbar in the middle of the water that she could sit on; how perfect! She started to hum as she went farther out, her head occasionally dipping beneath the water. It was a strange sort of swim; sort of a float, sort of a doggy paddle. A mixture.


The green eyed wolf heard a voice behind her, but she couldn't stop to turn around without being forced farther down the river, out of reach of the fish. She paddled quickly now, reaching the sandbar and pulling herself up onto it. Her ears perked and she looked about quizzically, turning back to see who had called her. Perhaps they would want to fish, too!


"Hello there! Me?" Well, duh. Of course her. "I'm going to try and catch some of these fish; see how they're jumping? You should come out here--if you can. The waters might be too strong" It might be nice to have somebody to talk to, someone of her own species for once. Or...close to her own species.

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