Moonspear out of mind, out of sight

Sialuk listened, and although she had yet to say a peep, she understood what he was saying perfectly well. The raindrop simply hadn't found her voice yet (although that day would come soon enough). She craned her neck up at him as he spoke, soaking up whatever he had to say about patrolling. It seemed like a relatively simple task. They would go around and look for clues that something was different. Since she didn't have much to compare it to, everything seemed interesting and/or suspicious to her. Something told her that wasn't what he was looking for, though.

Even though his tone was lighter during the last bit, Sialuk was in full-on learning mode, and her own posture and demeanor remained utterly serious. She marched alongside her father, her nose to the ground whenever she wasn't listening to what he had to say.