Moonspear and if i say to you tomorrow

Now thanks to this information he was given, and the pollen, he blinked up at his father as he tried to wrap his head around this concept of the bees using the flowerdust. "They... make it? Like they make their food..?" Very weird. He didn't make any of his food, or at least didn't know how to make a tasty fat rabbit yet. But it did occur to him that before, Mama had made food for him and his sisters. Was she... ? He squinted some more. That was going too far.. "Where?" Where was honey? What even was honey, besides bee food? He didn't think he'd ever had some.

After another big sneeze shook him all over, Jarilo sniffled and sighed his answer. "Looking for a new good chewin' stick.. " With how empty-pawed he was on that, it didn't need said how that was going. The bees buzzing this way and that still caught his eye as something occurred to him: they seemed pretty bothered by him, had he messed it up? Or maybe he had helped them get the dust out...?