With huge leaps and quick feet, Maera soared through the ground, her nose prodding at every little rock or blade of grass. She would not rest until her task was completed; yes she might be the laziest of the quartet but she was also a nominee for the most stubborn. When the child set her mind on something there was almost nothing one could do to stop her.
As the girl bounded away looking for the flowers, an strange thought of not finding any flowed into her mind. No. Daddy had said they'll be others, new ones, she tried to think while looking over her shoulder, her eyes searching for Njal's grey figure behind her. She wanted to speed up the search but she didn't want to stray to far from Daddy. Maera was braver than Larus, but she was not fearless like Jokull --she was somewhere in between, hence why she was the middle child.
"C'mon"she urged with an anxious wiggle of her tail. A smug smile plastered on her face at all times.
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