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Ilya growled playfully, headbutting him in a teasingly agitated way. She stuck her tongue out at his advice but took note of it. She wagged her tail a little before stretching a little and sitting down. She still had a bit of a goofy look on her face, but it was mostly in response the males own look of childishness. "I'll keep at it," she replied, smiling earnestly at him.

 She looked back to the water, then to Luke's fish. "Ya' know," she began, eyeing him with a playful yet harmless gaze, "I don't think I've eaten this morning, have you, Luke?" she asked, nudging the fish towards him and motioning for him to sit down before her. "Shall we?" she asked, hoping the male would indeed share his catch with her. Even though she hadn't caught anything, the walk to the stream and the time and effort put into it had caused her stomach to feel quite empty. It didn't help that Luke had mentioned their good taste; the female was nothing more than hungry, curious, and eager to relax a bit with her friend.