Emberwood the summer of our discontent

The way Marble answered with a little grunt was amusing, but Star was not surprised. Not surprised by her answer, either. Star almost thought to suggest they search for rocks in the forest- for surely, they must have slightly different compositions here than those ones from Sawtooth- but Star knew better than to peel her away from this huge tree. Instead she was quiet then, not wanting to distract her daughter, but sniffing among the tangled roots for any little pebbles that might make a nice gift.