Larksong Grotto Old packs and new

While she looked blank-faced, Ditty stared at her hard and long, but could make little of it. He understood why immediately when she answered at long last with a crummy reply such as 'hunting'. Probably hunting, which was possibly even worse. "Hunting? Seriously? What rock do you live under! Come on, the world's full of fun!" Maybe he could teach her. She seemed to be a stick in the mud right now, perhaps, but Ditty saw a polishable rock that just looked a lil' moss-covered at the moment.

"Well, lots of stuff! Like swimming, collecting treasures, meeting others — I love meeting others! — and uh, puppies are really neat too but we don't have any right now so it's hard to play with them, or trying to climb trees — I once almost managed to get up to the first big branch! — or digging...." Ditty looked at Luna to see if she was impressed with any of his options yet. Aw man, why did he remind himself of how amazing puppies were? He really wanted some puppies now, but somehow, stealing some didn't seem like a good idea (or did it?).