By the coast, white waves crashed against the reefs again and again.
The Catman Priest New Moon was squatting on a rock, her tail gently swaying behind her, amber vertical pupils locked onto the movement under the water's surface.
A dark shadow flashed through the water. She raised her claws, and a column of earth surged up from the sea, bumping a half-forearm-long shining-scaled salmon out of the water.
New Moon's right claw shot out like lightning, Piercing through the soft flesh behind the fish's gills. The fish struggled twice on her claw tip, then quickly went still.
She grinned, revealing sharp canine teeth, and brought the fish up to her nose to sniff it.
The fresh scent, tinged with the salty reek of seawater, made her nod in satisfaction. She planned to use this fish to make a soup, to give the High Priest a change of taste.
"Really not easy, meow."
