Bearclaw Valley I am still here. Give me back my smile.

It had been almost two weeks, and she was still sore. Two weeks since he had touched her. She shivered, but not from the cold. Closing her eyes for a moment, she shook his image from her brain yet again and stepped out of the den. She wondered how her friend was. Since it had happened, she had stayed close to the valley, starting at every noise. He's not here. Pull yourself together. He's not here. 
She had repeated it until it echoed in her mind. It had calmed her in the days that had followed, yet today it was not helping as much as it had been. Dakarai had been very quiet, and although she didn't blame him, she missed conversations. So out she went, a small smile on her face as she hoped she could find someone to talk with.