Blacktail Deer Plateau for the first time in forever

For the first time she felt like more of a nuisance than anything. Like a burden. When he tried urging her to come and help she shook her head - then turned around in the den mouth so that she could look at him, albeit with an expression that told of her disappointment and lack of faith in herself. Like her favorite toy had been broken. I'll wait here, she corrected, and emphasized this with the plop of her bottom to the soil. As she slid lower (so that her multicolored chest lay flat on the ground too, sphynx-like) she looked away from Grayday and moped a little. The makeshift pelt she had been wearing previously was laying beneath her, and she coveted the warmth that her body generated against it.