At Shorak's voice Sun'ali looked up and grinned, giggling she patted the little raptor on it's head then ran over to her uncle Shorak.  "Joo sleep well?" she asks, trying for a look of innocence though the small giggles would point a guilty finger at her even if he didn't know the mischief she seemed to find.<br/><br/>She continued to try and act innocent as she stood by his side, her head lifted and her nostrils flared. "Ah smell fish.  Joo make us breakfast?"  Her whole attention riveted on the idea of food, even her stomach seemed to be in agreement as it rumbled loudly to remind her she had yet to eat.  She giggled and then rushed past him following her nose to the fire he had set up.  She skidded to a halt just at the ring of stones circling the firepit and watched the fish cooking avidly, looking over her shoulder as if checking to see how close Shorak was behind her she had been in mid reach for one of the fish but upon second thought, or maybe due to his close proximity she drew her hand back and instead settled on bouncing in place. "Joo di'na tell me joo gonna go fishin.  Ah wanna go fishin wid joo."  She did then start to reach forward unable to withstand the scent of the cooking fish any longer. Cooking their food was not necessary, but it did add a certain aroma and even a change in taste that Sun'ali preferred over the less cooked or even raw meal.