Duskfire Glacier life in technicolor

Danica could hear the little one's stomach growling and with amusement realized just where that previous question must have come from. "They can, but they don't do it often. More often than not they play tricks." She was rolling with this story.

"I can chase them with you sometime, but you have to help. I'm afraid they are far too quick for my old bones." She sighed melodramatically. "But for now, I think something a little better for dinner is in order, yes?" Danica was feeling rather peckish herself and wouldn't mind sharing a catch with the girl if she could come up with one. Surely there had to be something in the area.

"Would you like to help me find something? You have to be very quiet, though." It might be fun to show the girl some pointers on hunting. After all, they would soon start needed the advice.