Bearclaw Valley doot noot

The strange little creature seemed to think that her comment was funny. She snorted at his giggle and shook her head, confused. He was peculiar in many ways, but she was still hoping to wrap her mind around his purpose there. Piper was certain she'd never seen something so strange before; not in the valley, anyway.

The weasel commented about how the sap was not like berries or nuts and she sighed with an exasperated expression. “You know, I don't eat berries or nuts...” she informed him with a single furrowed brow. The other seemed to arch over her shimmering gold eye. Maybe this was like the homba that Tadec and Mona had talked about. He wasn't a magic fox, but he must have been a magic... something.