Bramblepoint But I keep cruising

She watched him quietly as he inspected her pile, letting him familiarize himself with the plants. He finally gathered some of the leaves in his mouth, and she grinned when he looked to her with his mouthful. Thanks, she said with a wag of her tail. The leaves are good for a couple things. The berries are just good to eat, she explained before gently picking up the rest of the pile between her own teeth.  

She motioned with her head for him to follow. We just need to take them to my den, she said around the plants in her mouth. Then she moved to make her way back through the trees.