Whitebark Stream Linoleum aisles that I love to get lost in

"Ugh, fine," Ukko pouts when she disputes the suggestion of fish. He crunches up his features in thought, trying to think of something else. He'd nearly forgotten the entire reason for venturing out of the pack lands all together. 

She playfully introduces herself and then plops down with not-so-much grace but Ukko doesn't notice. He hums quietly to himself in thought, running down a quick list of foods he wants to try but comes up empty handed. 

"Well, Dessert, you can't be too picky. It's the local speciality. Besides, we need our energy to fight the ghosts," he tells her when he realizes they'd gotten off the topic in a strange way. "Whatcha doing out here anyway?