Live, little spotlight

Her statement caused a small frown to crease Atreyu's features as she fell into step with him. Says you, he thought with a huff. He didn't doubt his ability to drag back a carcass of a deer or moose to the Bay despite how far away it was from their current location — it was taking it down that was the hard part. He was an arrogant youth but accepted that larger game required the numbers of a pack, taking on one alone could result in getting your skull caved in by a flying hoof. Atreyu liked his face too much for it to be kicked in just yet.

At her question he looked up to the sky in thought for a moment, as if contemplating if he really had seen a giant squirrel. "Nah," he replied after a moment before grinning at his companion. "I have seen a giant crab, though." What a feast that had been, despite the many pinches and cuts he had endured. But, to be honest, he much preferred the taste of the sea-faring critters compared to the sinewy forest dwellers.