Neverwinter Forest a tiny island in the sea

It had hurt but not for long, and already Eimear was recovering. She stared down at her feet and at the dirt though, regarding it as if she'd never seen either thing before. Or maybe she was just offended? Her eyes drifted to the branch strewn out behind her, and she squinted at it, her eyes full of befuddlement and irritation. It was more likely she was trying to logic her way through this oddness, but she was too young to really understand anything - so she stared at the branch, frowned at it, and frowned down at her toes. She didn't cry though. Eimear was not prone to making much noise even if something bad happened - she was such a quiet thing.

When finally she heard a voice, it was the familiar tone of her father, and she looked at him from across the branch with a gleam to her gaze. A small smile crept across her petite face and she, not really understanding his words but glad to see him all the same, smiled wide and chirped, Da-hee! But what was he talking about? She looked around, perplexed, and then got to her paws and slunk beside the branch - Bunny pee, da-hee?