Heron Lake Plateau sleeping children are still flying

For a moment his ears flattened.  Yeah, he was pretty useless, wasn't he?  He moved the squirrel out of the way.  At least it'd be around for later.  And if she didn't want it... Well, he was good at playing garbage disposal by now.

He tried to follow along at her side, nosing her shoulder.  Does the walking help?  We could walk to the lake and back or something.  It was the best thing he could think of, and he tried to be positive about it.  Yeah, not exactly Quixote's specialty.  Maybe if we tire you out, you'll just pass out, right?  Probably an attempt at humor, but he was just mentally flailing around.  He was at least recently aware of how if one got tired enough, they could very well just conk out.  Maybe she just needed the same sort of thing, but hopefully with less trauma causing it.  Not ideal, but eh.

He hated feeling useless.