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Marble did have a better eye considering she knew exactly what she wanted in a rock. Gracious, on the other hand, wasn't quite sure what made a rock a worthy specimen to be collected. Was it shape? Color? Texture? She paid careful attention to the girl's antics, seeing how the stone was tossed awat and seen as unfit to be gathered. Following behind Marble with her large bear paws, Gracious stumbles upon 2 rocks that may tickle the little one's fancy.

The first is a reflective piece of limestone, with softened edges that were once jagged. Flakes of glittery white flickered in the sun, providing a dazzling spectacle for those who caught it in the right light. The second rock was nothing out of the ordinary like the limestone. However, it was incredibly round, as if it was stuck rolling underneath a waterfall for decades. It was practically a marble -- the color was a dark grey with small speckles of white. Gently, the older woman takes both into her maw and places them before Marble for inspection. Would these appease her new boss?