Permafrost Hollows Shouldn't one do as one's told to?

"Good question," Chip replied, "and one I don't know the answer to. I guess we could wander around a bit and see." Assuming the dark girl was interested in doing that. Which led Chip to realize that they hadn't exchanged names, something she tended to do. "I'm Chipmunk, but everybody calls me Chip," she said with a pleasant smile, offering her dark companion to divulge the same bit of information about herself.

Chip picked a direction and started walking, eyes scanning to see if they could find a pond to hunt her new companion's choice of grub. If they couldn't find something soon, Chip would probably suggest an alternate menu, but she was willing to go along with this for at least a little while.