The Heartwood konaiseiko

apparently wolves eat grasshoppers

Prima left the bird to her chirping and pecking the berry with her beak, taking a few steps towards the bush and swiping randomly at the clusters that dangled off the bush. There was a lot, chewy and frozen, nonetheless juicy.

The bird gave the silvery fae a curious glance, her head cocked, her beady eyes flickering to and fro. It wasn't long before she delivered a response to her earlier words in a few brief, short words, which seemed to sound like the words of a one-month-old that was her kind.

The wolfess prepared an answer to her question, which slipped smoothly off her tongue. "Nah, we consider a lot our food. Meat, yeah, berries, insects and stuff. Worms." Her mind flashed back to the time she'd tried worms out for the first time with Lena, which promptly allowed her expression to twist into one of slight disgust. "Didn't particularly like those, but... food's food."

She eyed the the little bundle of feathers with light eyes as she dipped her silver crown down to slip a berry onto her tongue, her gaze drifting over her wings. Prima let a small giggle slip out then, at the thought of herself as a magpie. Hilarious. "How is it like, being a bird? I wish I had wings."