Duskfire Glacier baby doll, you need some rock & roll

Why a new place? The child squeaked without missing a beat, and for a moment Njal didn't know what to say to her. He simply sat there, trying to concoct something that would be easy to understand for Meara's little ears; but he was at a loss. Stunned that she would even ask why. Had Tuwawi been within earshot he would've quickly deferred to her - she was always better with the kids, presumably because Njal was always off doing border patrols and such things at the creek. Although they had bonded somewhat during Tuwawi's initial visit of the glacier lands... Ah, but this is getting off-topic.

Maera's sprightly voice popped up again, breaking Njal from his thoughts.
And whe' a they? Where are what? Oh. Right. Those flowers.

We have to find them. Njal responded, and looked around flamboyantly; turning one way, then another, and then dipping his head to sniff at the dirt. There was nothing of interest there, but maybe it would help Maera catch on. Its a game! Find the flowers, and we can bring some to mommy. She'd like to see them too. It was a good thing he could think quickly.