She had been brought to a pretty beach with a lot of nice wolves. Or at least, the red man and the pup she had followed here seemed nice. They didn't seem to be mean at all! She did miss her mama though, but also it was nice to be around other kids that she could probably play with. She enjoyed being at the beach! The sand was more like the snow she was born into, but it did get everywhere and stuck a lot to her fur. She was too young to understand that she had pretty much been kidnapped. Lured away from her family. She stumbled along the shore, bounding after crabs and rolling in the sand, playing chase with the waves and narrowly avoiding getting swept up by them. The red man's companions kept an eye on her, making sure she didn't get sucked away by the ocean. After all, the red man said that if she went too deep, she could get swept away and she didn't know how to swim yet. She paused at the edge of the water, just past the line where the tide reached. She spotted something shiny sticking out of the sand, and upon closer inspection, it was some sort of...something that she had never seen before! She pawed at it, noting that it was open like some sort of flat, curved, shiny rock that had been split open. Only it wasn't a rock. She had no idea what it was, but if she knew what an oyster shell was, she'd definitely say that she liked the way they looked so far! "Saga"

The child had no idea that she had been used to help lure the daughter of one of her father's enemies away from her home and family. But even if Rivin had known it likely wouldn't have changed anything. For Rivin there was nothing more important than doing what she was asked to do by her father so if he wanted the polar bear cub here then the polar bear cub would be here. But the cub wasn't to be treated meanly, at least her daddy wasn't trying to be mean, so she'd be nice to her too. Rivin awoke to find the cub gone and, curious, she wandered down to the beach. The horned girl saw the cub digging at something in the sand and quickened her pace to see what it was. "Oh! You're going after oysters? You want help?" She glanced toward the cub with her green gaze. "I can run and fetch something from the ship to put them in. You don't want them to bury back into the sand." "Talk," 'Think.'

She would not be alone for long, because soon enough, she heard the voice of the pretty little pup she had met at the river with the red man. She had scooped the oyster with a pawful of wet sand, looking up to find the other girl approaching her. "Oyster?" She glanced down at the thing in her shovel-like paw, blinking as she bent down to sniff it. So that's what it was!? If she had a wolf's tail, it'd be wagging with delight! "Yes! Saga wants help! I want to find more things like this!" After all, if there was something as pretty as this, who knew what else she'd be able to find? She didn't want to let the oyster go though if it was going to dig itself back into the sand, so she'd wait for Rivin to return with something to put it in. In the meantime, she spotted another shell nearby, this one a more pearly color that seemed to shift in the light of the sun as the water reflected off of it. "I found another one! hurry, hurry!" She shouted as she hobbled towards it, trying to keep the oyster she had in her paw from falling to the ground. She realized then, that there were shells all over! And she wanted to collect them all! "Saga"

Saga was holding the oyster in her paw, peering down at it within the wet sand. "Yeah! They need water, kind of like fish, but they're different. There's meat inside them if you crack them open. Be careful though! Sometimes they have this small stone in them. Daddy says that they're called pearls." Rivin explained. Her daddy had told her all about the things she could find on the beach and warned her why swimming in the ocean could be dangerous. She had promised him she wouldn't go out without him watching anymore… at least until she was bigger. All she needed to hear was that Saga wanted to help and Rivin took off. Even as she ran across the beach she could hear Saga shouting out to her. No doubt she had seen more of the oysters. Rivin put on an extra burst of speed and darted into the ship. Now… where was it? Ahh! There! Finding an old, somewhat rusted bucket she grabbed the handle and took off back to where the cub was waiting. Then Rivin dropped it on the black sand, grinned as she looked back toward Saga. "Here we go! Try to keep as much sand out as possible. We'll have to be careful and wash the other bits of sand off later in the tide pools. Now we can collect lots and lots of oysters!" She had turned and started to dig up an oyster herself, hefty paws working at the sand. "Talk," 'Think.'

She was very much interested and excited about what Rivin had told her. She could eat these things!? She wondered how they tasted, and how she could get them open. Did she crack them open like an egg? She didn't want to ruin the pretty shells...Oh! But the pearls inside! She didn't know what a pearl was or what it looked like, but she was interested in finding out! "I wanna see a pearl!" She exclaimed, hopping another few steps as Rivin ran to get a bucket. It didn't take long for Rivin to come back with one, and as she was about to drop it in the bucket, Rivin told her about trying to keep as much sand out as possible. "Oop!" She briefly dropped her pawful of sand and oyster on the ground as a wave came up, letting the shallow water clean off the oyster before she picked it back up and dropped it in the bucket. She grinned and giggled at the little clang it made as it hit the bottom, and she promptly turned to dig for another while Rivin did the same. "Look! Is this an oyster too!?" It looked different, more like a few other shells she had seen littered around the beach. Only this one looked like...what did her mom say? A clam? It was white with little ridges. Only there wasn't anything in it, and there was only half of it. She picked it up and dropped it in the bucket with the oyster, "Did you find any more?" She asked as she set back to digging a few feet away. "Saga"

"If we're lucky we'll be able to find a pearl or two. Or… wait. Hmm… was it oysters that had them? Or clams?" Rivin furrowed her brow. "I dunno. If we collect all the ones like this we should find the ones with pearls. There's another type like this called a mussel too." She finally freed the oyster and used the waves to wash it off before adding it to the bucket. Seeing the shell in there Rivin scooped it out. "This one is just a seashell now. Unless there are two of them together it won't be any good - no meat in them." She wiggled. "Daddy had a fire going near the ship, too. We could ask him for help cooking them. We could make some soup! Soup is yummy, it warms up your insides." She looked around. "Looks like we can gather more over here!" She moved to a new spot and started to dig. "Talk," 'Think.'

"Hmm..." She frowned at the fact the half shell wasn't edible, but oh well, it was pretty! They dug around for a few more of the oysters until they had a nice collection of them, and she had even managed to find a couple of clams that weren't just half shells. She didn't know if anything was in them, but when rivin mentioned that her dad had a fire going and they could make soup, she jumped at the idea! "Oh! Yes let's go make some food! I'm hungry!" She giggled and grabbed the bucket in her mouth and started half running, half stumbling back towards the ship, waiting for Rivin to gather anything else she could find to throw in the bucket as they made their way there. As they arrived at the ship, she headed straight for the place she knew where the red man frequented, and indeed, he had a fire going. He seemed to already have some things set up for them, and Saga placed the rusted old bucket down on the ground and sat. She didn't know anything about cooking yet, and she was still too clumsy compared to Rivin and didn't want to mess up or hurt herself. "I dunno how to cook, but I can was 'em off before we cook 'em!" She nodded eagerly as she raced over to a separate bowl of water that Ignis had on the other side of the room and dragged one over before scooping out the oysters and dropping them in the clean water to wash them off. "Saga"

They had gathered a good collection of shellfish and made their way to where Ignis had the fire going. Thankfully he had fresh water available and set something up to help the kids cook the soup. At this point he was supervising them due to Rivin's plea and with delight the kid had set to grabbing some other things for their soup. It wasn't going to be the tastiest soup ever but at least the kids were trying. "I don't know much about cooking either… but my dad is helping us! You go ahead and wash what we found. I'll work on breaking up some of the plants to put in the soup." She moved to the wild onion that had likely been found in the Gulley with all the other plants, as well as some parsley. She started to tear them up with her teeth, excited about what the soup might taste like when they were done. "Talk," 'Think.'

Rivin's dad helped them as he supervised them in the makeshift kitchen. While she cleaned off the oysters and Rivin prepared the herbs, Ignis had started getting an old pot of fresh milk simmering on the fire. His companions stoked the flames, and when she was done washing off the oysters, she set them aside and then hummed to herself as she wondered how they were going to pry open the shells to get the oysters inside. That was where Ignis' cockatoo came in. The black and red bird hopped over and began to take the oysters one by one, prying them open with his beak and Saga watched on he extracted the oysters from the shells. "Eeww those look gross!" They looked like something that would come out of her nose! They were slimy and soggy, and as she peered at the ones in the bowl, the bird piped up. "They look like a nasty gob eh? But I promise ye, when we're done with this, you'll be beggin' for more, eh mate?" He squawked as he continued his work. "Wash 'em off for me love?" Saga did as she was bid, and when they were done opening and cleaning the oysters, Ignis took the oyster juice and oysters and put them in the pot. As the stew started to get warm and simmered, the smell it gave off was unlike anything she had smelled before! "That smells yummy!" She exclaimed as her paws danced excitedly in place, "Rivin, whenever you're ready, you can put the herbs in." The red wolf had said, and Saga was eager to taste this! "Saga"

Her daddy and his companions were helping the two pups with the preparation. There was an old pot over the fire tended to by one of Ignis’ companions. While Rivin shredded the herbs Saga had finished washing off the oysters and her dad’s cockatoo started to pry them open so they could extract the meat from the oysters. They didn’t look great, Rivin had to agree, but it wasn’t about how they looked, but rather how they tasted. Rivin was feeling excited, making sure to get the herbs torn up as small as she could in the time it took the others to get the oysters prepped and into the pot. Then it was her turn. Rivin picked up the herbs and added them to the pot, a grin on her face as she smelled the fruits of their labor. “See! Some stuff can look pretty yucky as is, or even seem really smelly, but daddy showed me if you prep it the right way it can still end up really yummy.” The pup came to sit beside Saga as her tummy rumbled. “The hard part is waiting for the soup to be done after you add everything.” She told the cub. “And you got to be careful! The fire underneath the pot is really, really hot and can hurt you badly if you touch it. It will make the soup really hot too so you want to blow on it and let it cool some after it’s served otherwise it’ll make your mouth hurt!” "Talk," 'Think.'