Sleeping Dragon Apatite

The goufa made a comment, bringing a smile to Portia's face. She let a sweet giggle out before leaning down to nudge her cheek softly. "I don't think so either, hun," she offered in reassurance, her gaze falling back in front of her.  The freckled Skayona continues forward, her ears angling forward. Scents rolled around her, the most prominent being a rabbit-- she assumed one was nearby. Though she loved a nice hare, they were finding otters, and although not strong, she picked up the slightest hint of a fishy creature. Her gaze remained forward, as to not hint to the child that there was something she should've caught on to, instead she waited to see if Freyja would pick up on it on her own.