Wapun Meadow Back out in the world!

Now Bonnie was never one to judge, but something about Gray seemed a bit off. Whether is was nervousness or an ill-tempered belly, she wasn't sure. But if he came with a story, she'd want to hear it regardless.

Well pardon me for asking, but why'd y'all leave?

She sat back on her haunches, ready to hear l'histoire d'un écureuil as her mother would've called it. With her tail wagging excitedly behind her, Bonnie awaited the young man's story.