One Step At A Time

He wagged his tail slightly as Sprig had found something worth mentioning, the trip for her wasn't pointless not that it was much of a trip at all. He looked at the seagrass as she swirled her paw around it, he couldn't say he'd be interested in eating it in it's natural form straight out of the ocean. He could imagine his sister, or perhaps some other great healer, knowing ways to make it bearable or even enjoyable. But just like this? He'd rather pass.

"Do you think it's better depending on the season? Or is it always just ready for the picking?" Part of him was interested, but another part was hoping that Sprig would know or challenge herself. He had a lot of confidence in his sister's knowledge at least or will to learn.

His attention did draw from the grass for the moment, looking over the light sands of the spring beach. "I wonder if we can find any crabs here as well." Not that he wanted to eat them, he just thought they were pretty cute shifting through the sand and digging their holes. He was much more a red meat kind of guy anyways. And he had a soft spot for most things.

"Ballad"