Dragoncrest Cliffs I think I left my consciousness in the sixth dimension

A snack? She wasn't sure what that was, but she took her sister's word for it; this little black thing was called a snack. 

Mireille motioned to the big thing and asked a question that the seastar didn't quite understand. She stood and wagged her tail anyway. Eeee, she said excitedly. That's what it was called.