Swiftcurrent Creek pipestone

If she had known of the sombre memories the other woman had been reminiscing on, she would have respectfully left to seek her out another time, unfortunately the silence had been broken and Pukei's presence had been given away. Damn. Read the room, frog.

It wasn't long for the world, however as – despite her uneven lurch forward – the other was quick to turn and bring the small, slimy interloper to justice through a sudden snap of her teeth.

Pukei avoided her sharp yellow look, ears splaying sheepishly to the side. Scared of frog? "No," she retorted in a tone meaner than she had anticipated. "I mean...well, it did give me a fright but that's because it came outta nowhere!"

She looked to the creature now as it was pushed towards her with a word of advice. "Wait, you eat them?" she queried, gaze flicking between it and the woman as she leaned forward and hesitantly lifted a paw to prod at the critter. Pukei, of course, knew about the denizens of the swamps but never thought of making a snack out of one of them. Gross. She much preferred berries and sweet things.