Talk:The Stream/@comment-8754209-20130517045217

Fizz calmly walked to the shore, crouching and waiting paitenly, before lunging forward and sinking his teeth into the neck of the fish. "First thing I'd eat in days. Even when its newleaf, prey has been scarce with the clan hunting." Fizz's weak and starving body lay down to feast, sinking his teeth into the fish, his tastebuds rejocing the food.