Hoshor Plains I hope that I am just like you

Wren - now that was a simple yet elegant name. It surely was easier to call than her own if the two ended up separated in their quest to find a meal. The fae then thought about the other's question. She didn't really have a favorite kind of food that wasn't so sweet it'd make your teeth rot from just a single bite.

Hmm, something about as big as me, but juicier, would suffice. She answered at last. A goat or doe or pronghorn would do nicely. You spotted anything yet?