Wapun Meadow bela lugosi's dead

Didn't your parents ever tell you it's rude to stare? Mama had stared at a great many things and it had gotten her into more trouble than Yakone could ever know. She did not temper her gaze, still grappling with the tangled disappointement-relief that this was not her father. Her eyes moved down to the macabre and now-destroyed creature at the behemoth's broad paws and then back up his body before she gave a stiff shake of her head — no.

Unafraid of the scarred beast before her, she boldly reclined onto her haunches, tail curling around her rear feet as she continued to watch him. She knew of a creek in the meadow in which he could cleanse himself — she and mama and Modo had forded it when they'd come home — but perhaps she would watch him struggle for a bit.