My Eyes

"Not an ally so much as a pack of interest," she observed to her daughter, watching as she explored. "They were a pack of scholars interested in all subjects, including war, and so they were of interest to me. It seemed they were not to be, however."

Her daughters question brought a rumble of amusement. "Moose are much larger than muskrat. Larger than deer and even elk, though similar. Large noses with wide flat antlers that make them very distinctive, and foul tempers as well. They are not a prey to be hunted alone, and preferably with at least one hunter experienced with their ways."

Naudir seemed at a loss for a moment as she sought water, but Katja made no move to help her. She would figure it out on her own or she would ask for help, it was up to her without interference. When the girl worked it out, suddenly following the sound of frogs, Katja hid a proud expression and followed more sedately.