Spectral Woods something fishy

The dark wolf walked in sync with Spieden as she sounded the call. Doing his best to copy her technique of herding, with large motions. All through out the fishing his mouth hung in an open smile. Times he would  looked upon his packmates, son, and daughter, then scanned the water below. It was by his legs he more strongly felt the salmon than saw them until they began to reach the shallows. He had never seen so many in his life. It was amusing, everyone's teeth were snapping for pink flesh. He was proud to see Sahalie as determined as the rest.  More so, they were all working as a team, a family.


It was as the gap closed between chasers and catchers, he reached down, waiting patiently for the right moment. When one bounced top the others he snagged it in his teeth. Anticipating it's wiggling form, he bit hard, feeling it slap against his cheeks. There surely was not a dry hair on him any more, but he hardly minded. In a swift motion tossed it toward the shore, aiming for another. Tonight they would feast! This would surely be a good memory for the wolves of the Bend. One they had long needed. Would Jessie see that Spieden wasn't all bad?

are you with me through it all?

Spieden's tongue lolled out as a happy pant pulled the edges of her mouth into a smile. This was her element, where she was truly meant to be. In that moment she felt like she was somewhere else. If she didn't know any better, the cold, clear water that tugged against her legs and tail could have been the Salmon River, the focused faces along the bank her family. Maybe, in a way, they were.

Brown tail flailing despite the water that weighed it down, Spieden lurched forward after the lithe red fish that shimmered and darted before her in their feeble attempt to escape. There was a strange noise she couldn't quite place at first, until she realized she was... laughing? But she couldn't care the least, and as they rushed closer to the shore she watched the fish become trapped between them, a net of teeth and limbs pinning them in. Salmon were flying through the air, some back into the river at large but many back onto the bank, caught by the pack pulling them out one by one. Spieden couldn't help herself now, shoving her face straight in to the frothing water and clamping down on a few scaled tails that would join the rest on the beach.

Once the water calmed, everything either captured or free, Spieden pulled herself back onto the bank, soaking wet and but without a care in the world. Seeing the scaled bounty that awaited on the earth she was grinning ear to ear, she was so proud of the pack. "Dig in!" She commanded, they'd all earned it.

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(This post was last modified: Feb 28, 2016, 01:05 AM by Spieden.)