Broken Antler Fen Crazy Girl, Dont You Know That I Love You

Pearl encouraged her towards home, and with a nod the yearling stood and padded towards the Cove. It was worth a shot, trying to sleep home again. She had no intentions of waking her alpha female, though, not from just a bad dream. Brandy was oblivious to the worries of said pale woman, though if she knew anything it was that a motherly talking to was what she'd needed. While she'd settled into pack life easy enough, going through life without the previously ever-present mother to hover around and guide her was becoming harder and harder. Brandy never had a problem with caring for herself and making decisions, but even then Ambrosia had always been there with her. 
Padding along after Pearl at an easy gait, the copper girl couldn't help a yawn. Perhaps tonight she'd be too tired to dream.