Silvertip Mountain Play is the highest form of research

She was informed that shit was a better word for poop, and she stored the information in her brain. Uncle Steady would be happy to know what she was learning more vocabulary! 

She was still confused on the mouse shit issue, though, but Ezekiel explained that it meant there was a mouse nearby. Her expression changed to elation, and she nodded quickly when he asked if she wanted to try tracking it herself. She immediately went sniffing all around the poop for the little creature’s scent, trying to ignore the smell of the poop itself. Finding the trail, she followed it a few feet to the bottom of a bush. Some of the roots stuck out of the ground, and she sniffed around them, smelling the scent get stronger. She stuck her nose under one of the roots, and a sharp pain on it caused her to jerk back, shaking her head. She looked shockingly at Ezekiel. It bit me! How dare it bite her! She was only trying to eat it!