“HAH!” His relaxation would be interrupted for a moment as upstream the werebear would jab her spear into a fish half her size with a loud roar. Huffing as it squirmed and eventually fell limp, ahe would grunt and heft it over her shoulder.
She would heft it over to a little makeshift campfire she had set up, beginning to flay the fish with the dagger at her hip as she hadn’t yet noticed the man who spotted her in her hunt.