Stone Circle do not speak as loud as my heart

Day was smart. As he nudged her toward the creek, she still gagging and spitting as if her life dependent on it, suddenly the water became apparent and she took a deep drink as soon as she was able, washing away the bitter taste. She smiled up at Greyday, happy that the taste was gone, but then her gaze turned downcast. "Why bad?"

she asked sadly. Valette's catches always tasted delicious...why didn't hers? Her gaze stared down at the rushing river, feeling like a failure. Why couldn't she hunt something tasty like Valette?