Dawnlark Plains Wake up, you need to make money.

She was left belly-up for a minute before Reek's head poked over the ledge, and his comment made her sigh and roll her eyes. She blew a brief raspberry his way before commenting, No shit Sherlock, and tossing herself to one side. This time she didn't fall off a ledge, and instead was able to get on her feet. There were grass stains on her back - not that she'd be able to notice - and a dishevelment to the rest of her.

Breathing another little sigh, Tavi shook off from head to tail, and took a gander at the plains around them both. I could always check it out later. Wanna head back with me? They could continue his patrol together, although she doubted there was anyone out for blood around the Maplewood. The most they had to worry about at this early hour were apparently living sticks. Oh, or we could go bug hunting. Wanna go find some breakfast, Bug-Muncher?