Duskfire Glacier diamonds are a girl's best friend

Though Maera was still far from becoming a professional hoarder, she was on her way. What had started with a silly joke of hiding a stick one of her brothers had been playing with for herself had turned into a very serious hobby that had brought her to find her own secret clubhouse. Now, that her collection was quickly growing -- a feather and a stick were all that laid in the treasure chest so far-- Maera found the need to get an acomplice. And who would be better than Jokull?

The Sveijarn sisters had been partners in crime since the days they laid in their mother's womb, or at least that's how Maera thought of it. That's why she had decided to spill her secret to Jokull and no one else, because if there was someone she'd like to take with her if everything went down in flames it was her. (though it sounded a little selfish that way)

But selfishness was one of Maera's greatest not-virtues. Especially now that she was getting into keeping collections. As her sister began to think of pretty things that could be of use, the little Mini-Tuwawi wiggled with excitement, her ears pricked towards her so not one of Jo's brilliant ideas was missed.

However when the older girl made her observation, Maera didn't answer with much etiquette. Not knowing that her sister was in fact giving her a compliment, the girl flicked her tail around and met her eyes to Jokull's own. "Yes but another thing, smaller" she barked bluntly, uncounciously accepting the compliment given but still paying to attention to it. Besides she could not stay at the Club forever, they needed things that could be easily hidden and light for them to carry.

With a thoughtful, hmm, Maera spun on her feet, determined to teach Jokull the art of treasure-hunting. "Like dis, you sniff, you find" she barked, feigning to follow a track while snorting up dirt as she went.