"Did you really do this all yourself?" Her mother asked, her eyes containing a hint of disbelief. Nila looked to Beam for support.
Beam nodded. "I didn't believe it myself, but it would seem your daughter is quite skilled with a bow," Beam said.
Nila grinned at the acknowledgement and nodded excitedly. "See? It's like I've been telling you. I'm way better than the other hunters. I'll go out again tomorrow and get even more. Since he's got his sled, I can bring loads back with me."
"Hang on," her mother said, slowing her down. "You can't just keep calling him 'he'. What's your name, sweetie?" She asked Beam.
"Beam," Beam said expressionlessly.
