Duskfire Glacier life in technicolor

Maera was quickly discouraged to eat the faires as soon as Danica reminded her that just as easily as they could give a present they could also give a curse. Even if the girl didn't know the exact definition of 'curse' it didn't sound pleasant..

As for catching one of the critters, Danica stole all the girl's desires as soon as the mention of having to actively participate in the chase was mentiones. Maera even pouted in protest as she claimed the things were too fast for her to catch alone. If they were to fast for Danica, Maera wouldn't even bother trying. Though she was certaintly letting go of the lethargic coat she had been born in, her sluggish nature continued to be an impediment for the developing pup.

Many times she had missed games and expeditions because of the strong weight of her eyelids upon her eyes. It wasn't life changing for her at the moment but it'd be bound to bring problems in the future, especially when she reached the age in which the choosing of trades became important.

The girl's hazel eyes rose to her companion's face, a strange glimmer shining on the pup's iris. While the idea of going with the female roused the naturally curious side of her, the sloth monster inside her head groaned with annoyance, especially because going required being quiet --something that pretty much everyone knew Maera wasn't good at.

"Quiet why?" she quipped, her brow raising slightly and her head tipping to the side.