Heron Lake Plateau who's saying nothing about as loud as she can.

tegan had gone to his den. he wouldn't have to face his mother from here, since she was on the border probably talking to towhee or something. smart boy, smart boy. and! oh! he could totally take a nap. hell yeah nap. tegan could really use a nap.

actually, by now, tegan had totally fallen asleep. it wasn't really that long a time frame, but he'd managed it. even since the bat incident, tegan had no problems falling asleep. it seemed one trauma traded for another, since before nightmare's plagued him. now, his sleep was pretty easy. good life, i suppose. but so, go figure, as soon as the yearling had managed to doze off, voices stirred his slumber. i mean, there was no hiding now. unless he pretended to be dead.

... 

no, no, can't do that. get up, buddy. 

whether or not they were yelling at him or talking with their indoor voices was entirely lost of tegan, who woke slowly and stood, poking his head out the opening. green eyes blinked sleepily a few times, and he stared at both women outside his makeshift den. stifling a yawn with a few flicks of his ear, tegan slurred his usual slur even worse than usual, "w'sup." mostly to finley. casual.