Dawnlark Plains Wake up, you need to make money.

screams quietly

While her heat cycle wouldn't truly start for another week, Tavi knew something was off. Aside from the whole peeing-blood thing, which she assumed was really not good, she also noticed a distinct lack of patience brewing in her gut. Whatever goals she had set of herself today - the tracking of game, maybe even the hunting of something - hardly stuck. She was settled beneath the tree but felt an irrational desire to get up and go. There was nothing upon the plains for her to chase though, unless she wanted to dive after the swallows as they chased after fresh bugs. That had been a fun game when she was a child, playing with her brothers and sisters, but now she was older. The hormones in her body had shifted, or begun to shift, and now she couldn't figure out what to do with all her nervous energy.

And then she noticed the figure approaching. At first Tavi thought it was Ukko for some reason, and lifted herself from the belly-down position she had been in, only to sit and stare at the silhouette of the approaching wolf. Why would Ukko be here, though? He hadn't been particularly happy to see her in the Tangle, and she hadn't been very welcoming. Soon enough she figured out it was Reek, and whatever had caused her muscles to tense, now relaxed. She smiled at him as he approached, and slowly descended back down to the ground to resume her blob-shaped waiting.

Heeey, she drawled, tail batting at the ground a few times. A bit far to be doing a patrol, innit? Not that she was complaining.