make myself useful

"Yes, like your quills" She nodded to the boy "but a bit thicker and obviously pointy" Eden trails off, spotting a shell. She tries to direct his attention to it, approaching the brown-spiked shell. She carefully points at it, aware the spikes could slice through paw pads easily "it can't hide quills as you can." She backed away, watching cautiously if Scald decided to approach it himself. She was alert to protect the child from harm.

He proclaimed why he should have a favorite. She smiled. "For lots of wolves, their favorites are their eye color or pelt color" she responded patiently "but you have many colors, so I can see it's hard to pick just one" Her taupe and green aside, he was a cute little rainbow of hues. She wondered if all children were so confident in themselves, or if it was just Scald being Scald. "Ah, look at this one..." She walks to the edge of the beach.

A glittering pearl-white shell. Spiral-shaped.