a snickety snack for a pupper?

Isa was in the process of making her specialty; a thick, hearty stew made with various meats, root vegetables and her own blend of spices. The blue woman quite enjoyed making stew as it lasted for days and fed many. The brew was bubbling in a moderately sized cauldron that was hanging over her very own firepit, complete with little chimney. Isa had just begun to cut up carrots when a little voice from behind her called out.

During the day, Isa always had the curtain to her den pulled back, welcoming any would-be visitors. Today her visitor was a small little pup. An adorable, round girl in the way that only pups can be round. Placing the knife down on well worn cutting board, Isa moved towards the door. "Hello there, sweet one," the kindly older fae spoke in lilting, accented tones. Isa adored children and she let all of her affection show in her bright, minty eyes. "What can I help you with, young lady?" A slight head tilt was given but the smile never faltered.

"Isa"