Moonspear I stared up just to see

"Hmm... that is a very good question," Wraen replied and pretended to contemplate very long and very hard, shifting her gaze between the very interesting cloud in the sky and Gannet. There were two options - the long list or the short list, which was still long, but it could take a lot of back and forth single questions to find out. 

"Prepare your ears and your brain - you are about to get swamped," she finally said and gave her cousin a sly grin. "What: 1) is your favorite - food, past-time, color, game, sibling and thing in life? 2) are your "don't like"s? 3) other places besides your pack have you seen, been to and visited? 4) do you think about owls, mountain lions and ill-tempered, cranky wolves? 5) is your opinion about Santa-paws and his little helpers? 6) have you never done in your life, but wish you could? 7) superpower you would like to have?" Wraen finished, her sides heaving from the effort of asking all the relevant questions. And while she regained her breath, Gannet had time to remember, what exactly she had asked and get at least some answers.