Moonspear She takes me away

She followed her sights to Wraen's heading, and kept her look of concentration firm. Hm. It didn't particularly answer anything, or even narrow it down majorly. It didn't seem like raccoon was fitting the bill either. At least not perfectly. "A marmot is, well, a lot like a bigger squirrel, and a kind of groundhog at the same time. They like grassy spots on mountains," she detailed, wishing she had a better trail on one to just show her what she meant. She glanced around again, then forward before she nosed on a few lengths again. "Sometimes, I have seen them get pretty hefty.. for a rodent, anyway." So a pretty good snack despite being an elusive catch because of their burrows and alarm calls that could make hunting them frustrating. They really weren't a main go-to for her, but an option.

She half paused again to sniff, then glanced over her shoulder. "What was your last home like? What was the typical hunt there?" she asked out of curiosity (since she knew relatively little of Dante and Osprey's home beyond the Teekon), and wondering what she had good experience with, if not marmots. Or maybe she just knew them by a different name.