Morningside Cuesta different now; better than

the better part of half an hour had been spent tracking her Da, a skill she knew was vital for hunting. And she had recently decided that hunting was a skill she wanted to gain, for she was half-sick of being a Watcher and wanted to feel like she was contributing now that she was fast-approaching six months of age, as opposed to being a deadweight that simply ate and pooped. (Well, perhaps she did a little more than that, but still- she wanted to be self-sufficient) 

She finally found him around midday, and rushed to his side, where she offered him a light nip on his shoulder, the action playful but her eyes watching him carefully. He seemed to be recovering, but Dawn worried about perhaps being rough and accidentally contributing to more pain. "How ya doing, Da?" she asked with a grin, for while he seemed certainly a great deal better she wondered if he truly was.