My Eyes

A pack of scholars?  She listened quietly as her mother spoke of this ‘pack of interest’.  Knowledge keepers, how fascinating!  Naudir frowned.  It was a shame they were no longer here though, she had so many questions she’d have loved to ask them. “I wonder why they decided to leave…”  It was both statement and question, her own little mind trying to find an answer but she just couldn’t be sure.  She’d settle on her theory that they’d found a more bountiful land for now.

She glanced up as her mother chuckled and her eyes widened.  Moose were that big!  “Wow… I would love to see one some day.”  She nodded as her mother stated that they were not to be hunted alone.  “Have you ever eaten moose mother?”

Navigating through the trees Naudir paused a few times, her body still, ears erect and pivoting until once again she picked up the sound of frogs.  Shifting her course she followed the sound until at last they arrived at a decent sized pond.  “I found water!” she chirped happily her tail wagging as she turned to her mother.


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