Not so Baby Anymore

She treasured that tiny snuggle, how brief it was. She loved her babies with every fiber of her being. She would walk through every hell there was to save them if she had to. She chuckled amused at Jamie's eager dance. Oh, she hoped what she had in store would excite the girl!

"Oh! Not all fights need swords, my love!" She mused as she led Jamie down the long corridor to the Gorge. The area opened up before them. It had deep woods on one side and a babbling brook on the other.

"Some fights need spears!" She said leading Jamie down to the growing pond- "and some fights don't need weapons at all." She replied.

"Now look and watch closely." She said as they huddled by the stream. A beaver's dam had blocked the stream.

"This big stack of wood was created by beavers! They were a delicacy in my birthlands of the desert. They are my most favorite prey to eat and their fur is so soft." She said to her little one as they watched the beavers swim and drag a big log.

"If we mind their habitat then we can hunt them every now and then but I noticed something has been hunting them instead of us. I can't figure out who's hunting our beavers! What can we do to find out?" She asked her little Jamie, curious what the girl would say. Ignita already knew what was bothering the beavers but she wondered how her daughter might figure it out.