you see a lot, doctor.

His advances were met blindly. She did not swat them away because of how utterly unaware she was; she was a yearling, not sexually ripe, and so could not understand his own intent. So she went with her own, a lost girl, a hungry girl.
xxxxCome with me, she murmurs, I know you have just the thing. I have just the place! How differently they thought. And so she turns, and darts toward a very particular tree that was not too far off. She would not speak along the way, audits twitching as she sought the voices that might guide her. Age meant nothing. Only the body.