This is how you remind me

Mort agreed to go hunting with her and the girl beamed. She wiggled out of his feathery embrace and hopped backwards a few times, loosening herself up. "What shall we hunt?" Her options were limited since he was new to the game and she was small. Rabbits were fast and difficult. Deer were a little large. Pigs though... there were pigs in abundance here, thanks to the wet earth of the seaside plain. Pigs, though loud, were easy. "Let's hunt pigs. We can get dinner for everyone." It was a good idea, she thought. Whether or not Mort was comfortable with it, she didn't know, but would do as he wished. She was the support system, afterall.

Motioning for him to follow, the small girl used her nose to guide her in the direction of their next meal. She wasn't exactly hungry, but she could always kill something. By the time they were finished, she'd be hungry for sure.