Hushed Willows but i finally think i can say

The snap of teeth made Nutuyikruk's head bow. The egg was rested on the grass. She waited until the shrill sound of the birds calls came to a stiff quiet, and arose with one eye prying open. Ezra stood ahead with the limp critter in his jaws.

A smile bloomed on Nutu's mouth, a laugh escaping. Excitedly, she announced to him with squinted green eyes. "You did it!" Not any good at it, no longer! And who said a small accomplishment couldn't be made a great victory?

There was better to do with it, too. She leaned closer with a nodding head. "And maybe you can bring it back to your mother." She'd not had the chance to feed her own. There must've been a pride with that- one that she hoped Ezra could have!

They could split the eggs between the two of them, and well, she could take the one and he could have the two.

When was the last time she had thus much fun? It must've been ages ago.

"And we could split the eggs? I guess they wouldn't be very much, but," it was what they had. An excuse, maybe, to have company a little longer. Don't go yet was hard to ask, but she thought maybe he could understand those words instead.