The trick is trying to convey these “facts” through the narrative. We only have 10,000 words and No one wants to read a novel that sounds like an encyclopedia.
***Paka was not permitted to groom strangers. but she watched carefully, her tail twitching, waiting for the eye-burr to drop. When it did she pounced upon it with a screech! the little creature scraped from under her paw but Paka threw her entire body after it’s every dodge and jump until she caught it tight between her teeth. Biting down, she felt the burst of bitter bile telling her she had won.
“What’s wrong with that howlic?” Ven’s bright laughter broke through in his voice. He followed Paka’s antics with amusement.
“She just made sure Skekvar doesn’t find out what you just told me.” Nari replied seriously. “That eye-burr was a spy-eye!”
Ven was unconvinced. “What makes you think so?” He looked at Paka again. She was shaking her head violently trying to rid her mouth of all traces of the foul creature.
“Howlicks bite eye-burrs all the time. No reaction. But they don’t like the spy-eyes. They taste bad. Look!”
Paka was now drinking from the black stream, apparently washing the last remnants of spy-eye juice from her mouth.
Ven was suddenly alarmed and pulled off his shirt and used it to beat around his chest and neck. “Are there any more? Am I clean? Can you see any?”
Nari was polite enough to hide her laughter. He looked ridiculous dancing around like that.
“Don’t worry, Paka will get them if you do.” She called Paka and gave the command, “sweep.”
Ven patiently put up with the indignity of letting the howlick playfully nuzzle his body. This was not the impression he had intended to make.***
So now we know about eye-burrs, spy-eyes, and something about Paka, Nari, and Ven. ( in a previous scene, we have already seen Skekvar break open a spy-eye, read it’s report and react to the information. So bits of information trickle out as they are needed.
I have to be careful when it comes to blending information with exposition. I can get away with dishing out a little info for it’s own sake in my travel blog but not in a story. I once heard an author at a writers’ workshop say, “the story must be served at all times.”