Duck Lake ravens, not ducks

Doesn't seem as complicated as I thought it would be. :o Thanks for letting me know how the dice rolls were done!

The yearling had only just found a reasonable spot to start digging, when he heard a howl split through the air. Though he'd never heard the woman sing her tune before, he was confident it was her since she seemed to be the only one near the lake, and it was a call requesting his presence. Turning away from the small scratch marks he'd gotten in on the ground, Alastor trotted off in the direction her voice had come, a small spring n his step. As he grew close enough to see the acorn peaking out from beneath one of her paws, he was anything but discouraged. Sure, she had won, but the activity had still be fun to him. It reminded the argent boy of his times back in Pelion, when he and his little brother would try and find just about anything they could catch a whiff of. "Good job on finding one," he said, tail casually waving back and forth with his words.