Morningside Cuesta and I don't look good in leggings

she had been hunting for the better part of the morning, searching for something suitable to offer Khoe, and the newest additions to her family. she hadn't visited them much; they were so small, so delicate, and she feared that she might do them some grievous fault. the passing thought of one of them getting squashed under and ill-placed paw or rear had her stay a distance away for the first few days, until she decided her fears did not outweigh her desire to see the newest additions of her family. 

the rabbit swung from her paw like a pendulum, discarded quickly at the mouth of the den when she saw the black lump. worry creased her features, for she had no idea of what was good and bad puppy behaviour, and it wasn't as if she could remember being this young. delicately, she stretched out beside the girl, muzzle touching her back in the slightest, silent and still, gingerly waiting to see if the girl would do something.