Blacktail Deer Plateau on your side

Takes place just outside the den. Assuming Perry, Kisu, and/or Hawkeye are standing by on watch.

Ty was allowed more and more freedoms as she grew and aged, although most of the time, she still felt things were unfair. She wanted to go further eat more and stay up later than everybody else. Ty was usually the last of her siblings to fall asleep, keeping her eyes open for as long as her small body would allow and often falling asleep only when she could no longer keep her head off of the ground. For her, life was one hundred percent go-time, and sleep was for the weak.

Having just awoken from her mid-morning nap, Tytonidae burst from the mouth of the den barking and yapping for no apparent reason. The sun was bright, causing her to blink her still baby-blue eyes and cease her (likely annoying) vocalizations. Spotting one of her favorite things nearby (a stick), Ty bounded toward it with glee, her feet disobeying her and landing her face-first in the dirt. The girl yelped, almost entirely from surprise and not at all from pain, got back on her feet, and walked more slowly toward the stick. Once there, she pounced on it, grabbing it between her tiny needle teeth and shaking it back and forth.