Heron Lake Plateau And I've got the sides and all the corners- but there's a space

He spoke, and Niamh ignored him for a moment- until she heard footsteps, which caused her to lift her head, and look up to see him beginning to walk away. Her brow furrowed, and she took ffense to the fact that he was really just going to leave her there. She snorted loudly- no doubt with the intention of having him hear her disdain, and winced as she rebalanced and put weight on her injured foot. She murmured a soft but audible cuss, and reached to grab another one of the burrs that was embedded in her fur, close to her shoulder. 

Turning her head, she lifted her muzzle slightly, took aim, and after taking in a deep breath, spat the burr out- aiming to send the burr flying straight at the haunches presented to her as he made to leave. She didn't want him to leave- but she didn't exactly want to say so.