Bearclaw Valley Bees, bees, bees - everywhere - bees!

The fall did not stop Nunataq in any way, she quickly got back to her feet and only because Piper began to make a loud noise, the she stopped and looked over her shoulder (which with her proportions was a little hard to do). It turned out that one of her allies had decided to plop down and not move anywhere, and the other - for whatever reason - was panicking.

Nuna furrowed her brow and, since thinking was a difficult process, she plopped down on her bum and scrutinized the russet puppy first, then the surroundings, waiting for an explanation of all this. Another set of mommy-long-legs (in her world all adults, unless they leaned down, were defined by pairs of legs) appeared and did not seem to be particularly concerned about the whole situation.

Which Nuna took as an encouragement, got to her feet and with a long sigh and an expression that told - "You will deal with this from this point on" - turned on her heel and with her nose stuck to the ground, continued her initial trajectory that led away from the den.