King Elk Forest i don't want your pieces

It threw him quite a bit when she met his direct questions with silence. When she shrugged and continued moving along the borders, he blinked and grimaced at himself. He'd really made a dog's breakfast of this encounter, hadn't he? He opened his mouth to call out after her, maybe offer up another apology, but then he clapped it shut. She clearly wanted nothing to do with him, so he should probably stop bothering her and move along.

His pale gaze followed her retreating figure for a moment as he bit his lip. Then Tambourine turned and began trotting in the opposite direction. Just before he was completely out of earshot, he did pause and glance over his shoulder to shout, "Sorry again!" Having made peace with his conscience—even if he was still kicking himself a little bit over the entire thing—the yearling did an about face and began striding north. He wouldn't let his excitement over being back get the better of him again.