Feather Hunter

Verity padded through the ravine with green eyes scanning the ground for anything that caught her eye. Clomping at her side was Bernet with Mumo sitting on his back. The three of them were quite the trio. She was able to work quite efficiently now. Bernet had bags strapped to either side of him, carrying whatever she found. Mumo was good with his paws and helped with more intricate projects.

A small snuffle came from the Donkey and Verity perked up. Eyes sharpened as the sound of movement came to her ears. Verity tilted her head as she observed a younger pup pick up a black feather with a red streak through it before continuing the search for others. After watching for a short time she moved forward to make herself know to the young Prince. "You are one of the Princes, right?" The tiny gal stopped at a polite distance away. Her companions remained some distance behind, still in earshot. "What are you gonna do with those feathers?"