Blacktail Deer Plateau don't say a word

Eilidh heard him coming, though she kept it secret, chewing on her stick carefully. When he sat beside her bush, Eilidh promptly dropped the stick and barked at him jovially, hoping to scare him. With a smile, she bounded out from beneath the brambles and circled Dante, yipping happily all the while. "I dah bes' hider!" she proclaimed, shaking out her ruffled fur with a vigorous whole-body shake. 

"What doin' Daaahn-tay?" she asked, plopping herself unceremoniously onto her bottom, mirroring Dante's down stance. She watched him, her blue-green gaze trained upon him, her head titled slightly to the left. "You 'kay?" Eilidh wrinkled her nose, realizing that he didn't feel well. What had happened to make him feel so bad? She watched him carefully, her mind bright and curious.