Shimmering Sands Could be happy

She thanked him, and Phox found himself smiling, his reasons for being out here tossed to the wayside. In fact, he even found himself wondering if Quellcrist was the kind of girl he should be looking for. One who was upbeat, more direct, and—at least at first glance—didn't pick fights. Of course, because Quellcrist wasn't with the Firebirds, Phox's thoughts were more generalized than viewing her as the object of his attention. Instead, he thought about her qualities and personality.

The jellyfish comment gave him pause, but he didn't bother to inquire further about what she had meant. Phox nodded when she asked the whereabouts of the signs of returning large prey. In a forest southeast of here, yeah. I doubt it's a herd of one, so more should be along soon enough. Phox was already prepping himself to organize a hunt once he got back to the Firebirds.