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[NETTLE]

Fishing was one of the most enjoyable activities Nettle always looked forward to. It did not only bring her food that was delicious to eat but also it was fun. Maybe she thought so because she was actually good at it in compare to other hunting methods such as chasing after prey on land. What was so natural for many could be a real challenge for her. But this, this she was actually good at which made her feel proud over herself. Not only that but she could actually give something back to Mahi for looking after her and Reed!. It was a nice feeling to know she could be useful for at least something which in the end was all she ever wished to be. Nettle really found herself lucky to have found such great friends like Reed and Mahi. She truly hoped days like this would contunie on forever.

Ah!, there it come!.

Nettle had always missed the fish that come into her reach as she had stood in the water up to her belly while waiting for a fish to come her way. But she had been quick to correct herself as the paw lashed out swiftly and elegently to pounch at the fish to capture it between her paws to bring it up to the surface there her teeths would be ready to dig into the scale of the fish neck to give it a quick merciful death. Nettle was smiling widely as she walked back up to the shore with the fish in her mouth. She walked over to her pile and dropt the fish down with the rest she had captured today. She was planning to bring back a whole feast for her friends to enjoy!. Pleased with her hardwork this far would smile again as she studied her success until something suddenly got heared in some close by bushes.

Alarmed, the lilac colored lynx would perk her ears up and throw a gaze over towards the bush with a puzzled look. " Is...anyone there?." she called out and blinked, waiting for a moment but when no reply came would just give a slight shrug of her shoulders. It most have been her imagination or a vole sneaking around. Not thinking much more about it she went back to glance at her pile of fish, thinking it over if she should head back or capture one more before returning?.
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