"What'll it be now Mr. Mole?"

 

She travelled to Whisper Key, to see how their schools were doing. The passed by the forests, and descended down the cliff by a hidden slope in the midst of one side. It's easy to miss, for the view was covered by jagged rocks and the entrance wasn't anything special ; only a pure chance of discovery. One could take the long way around and swim from the brim and back — but a tiredness would set, for it was a great swim.

She noticed within the waves were a supple amount of fish. With each tide that came and went she could see the tropical schools come and go. Nothing in a size that would be worthy to bring back though — but perhaps she could make a hidden cache in the key and slowly bring some back. Especially if Dragonford wolves went out ; an information of caches that would be around so. She nodded with that thought, and walked toward the edge of the waters.

As the fish came by the waves, her face dived down into so. Jaw clacking and teeth clicking as she snapped at the waters, a standstill in presence and only neck moving so. As the tide rescinding , the fish slowly did as well ; but just before they did, Vendrussel snapped one up. Small though, too small. She caught it by just it's fin itself and her fang pierced it's tail. It wiggled, moving and trying to break free but she snapped it shut — and swallowed it whole.

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