Sleepy Fox Hollow friedlich

Good. The soft praise pleased her as she followed after him, her head held high as she was eager to see the moth that her father had promised her. He had never failed to deliver before. Her eyes widened when she saw the creature, indeed as big as her father’s paw. “Es ist so groß wie deine Pfote! Ich denke, es könnte so groß sein wie mein Kopf!” The exaggeration quickly fell over the girl as she tilted her head to the side.
 
She hummed curiously, looking up at her father. “What are the eggs for?” She asked, perplexed as to what the creature might be laying. “Do we lay eggs too?” Perhaps it was some kind of food or something else to help nurture the creature in front of them.