By the eyes of the very young

*Azalea* · (This post was last modified: 01-10-2014, 07:12 PM by Azalea.)

?He went out.? Azalea's head would snap to the side, amber eyes locking in on Soren. The pup stood looking at her before his eyes would wander to the prize she had brought with her. She smiled lightly, though her ears would move around distractedly listening for Kismet.

She heard a twig snap and her ears perked up. She glanced to Soren, her eyes strict, "Wait." One word that made her meaning very clear. He was not to touch the food until she got back. The snow and russet fem wandered into the undergrowth, nose going to town, following the familiar scent easily enough. He was already coming back when she noticed him. Frustration was swept away with relief and Azalea sighed heavily. "Come. I brought food." With that she turned back around, leading back to the cleared out area.

'Now,' Azalea went over to the duck, sitting on the opposite side from the boys. "This is a type of water fowl, a duck. Its not like deer or pig, with birds you have pluck the feathers first. Watch" She put her paws around it and leaned down to pull out a mouthful of feathers. The sleek black feathers fell away from her mouth, little black poofs of down feathers however did not want to cooperate. "If you don't pluck the feathers first, the little feathers will stick in your throat and you could choke to death. The big feathers on the other paw are pointy and sharp," She pushed feathers towards them so they can see the quill side, "so they are dangerous to eat."

Now she pushed the duck toward them, for a moment thinking perhaps she should pluck it for them first. Then she thought better of it, maybe one of them would be bold and give it a try. She wanted them to learn, it was vital. "You may eat." There was a light smile on her face, eyes curious to see if they would try.

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