Sun Mote Copse The Hunting of the Snark

Avery was digging when Wraen came to the rendezvous site. It was something she had definitely picked up from Sugar Glider, and she could often be found making little pock marks all around the clearing these days. She had amassed a small collection of items, although she was very picky about what she kept -- so far, she had a snail shell, a plain black rock, and an acorn top in her collection.

She looked up from her current excavation as Nellie was the first to reply to Wraen. She blinked and straightened, then made her way over to the adult. "W-w-w," she began, then frowned and paused. "W-what's that?" she said with some effort, although her brief frustration didn't eclipse her curiosity.