Blacktail Deer Plateau In the Morning

Hawkeye smiled at her daughter's vocal affection, and raised a paw to bat at the air in playfulness. She watched Junior for about ten minutes, five more than she had promised; it was like an addiction listening to the pup's laughter and happiness.

Standing up slowly and stretching, Hawkeye yawned and slowly walked to the edge of the water. "Let's go, wet butt," she said, wondering where her daughter had gotten an affinity for water. Probably her dad, Hawkeye thought with amusement.