Shadowwyn Moor Hey, how about that!

Luke also liked the taste of duck, but duck was not an easily hunted bird. They were fast, exceptionally wary creatures, and while he could swim better than most, even he could not catch them before they took flight from the water surface. Luke shook his head at Kero's question. "Not right now," he said. "But, in the spring, when they are nesting in the grass on the shore, you can sometimes sneak up on them. Bonus: their eggs are just as good as they are!" Even stalking the ducks on land required patience and sure, quiet steps.

Their topic shifted to frogs. The blue-nosed wolf caught the wrinkle on his friend's nose, and smiled with amusement. His was a tongue that could appreciate many tastes, and Kero was not the first wolf he met that did not like frogs. "I rather like the taste of frogs," he admitted with a soft chuckle. "They are more of a snack though. I catch them all the time but never enough to make a meal. What about you?" He tilted his head. "Got a favorite food?"