Honeyed Pasture inviting the monsters

Why wasn't the silly deer paying attention to her? It was a perplexing critter, sending her all sorts of mixed signals. First the creature bestowed her with a gift, and then it ran as if she hunted it! A low growl of frustration rippled up her throat before she finally slowed, feeling sore and uncomfortable. 

Her mind raced with ideas of how to try and convince the ungulate to stay. Perhaps she had offended it by not offering something in return. At that thought, she felt a hot sear race across her face. How impolite of her! With a sudden chuff, she veered off to the side as they neared the end of the pasture. "Wait! I'll leave you an offering!" She hollered after the fleeing creature. Although she had no taste for grass and other foliage, it was not difficult to scrounge up. If she worked quickly, she could offer an adequate pile for the creature, and still return to the fresh poop gift before anyone else stole it away.

@Doe whenever 8D