Alvar wrinkled his nose and narrowed his eyes in an attempt to better see where Morganna was pointing. She wanted to go all the way out there, and investigate another bit of water? Just so long as it wasn’t super deep, otherwise they might be in trouble. “Think they’re tasty?” He asked hopefully at the mention of white birds.
Oh well, no time like the present, right? “Race you there, last one to the big puddle has to hunt a bird for the winner!” He yelled out, already stomping through the water before he had finished speaking. He wasn’t the most elegant in his style of running through the shallow water, but what he lacked in style he more than made up for in sheer determination.
