Lost Creek Hollow One season

Seriously, this chick had a death wish.  Well, maybe at the very least she wanted to get bitten since it seemed like Nunataq liked pretending she didn't understand a thing, even when approached with a pretty basic vocabulary.  Sure, there was some stuff she could get away with because she just didn't seem to get the whole talking thing, but there were limits and Treason wasn't going to let them be pushed forever.

As Treason was preparing to be a bit meaner in her demand for Nunataq to stop, whatever she was chewing on seemed to do it for her.  Blink.  Hah.  Serves her right.  Treason felt like the world had chosen a righteous punishment that wasn't even her doing.  For once.  It also gave her a clearer idea of what the hell that thing was.  And the answer was she had no idea what it was.  Some clear thing.  Treason approached to get a better look at it, also sniffing.  Um.  It was a clear thing covered in drool.  Not edible, whatever it was.

Either way, she wasn't the type to go and fuss over whatever might have hurt Nunataq.  It didn't seem like it badly hurt her, so Treason was fine with saying it was her own fault.  Deal with it.  Satisfied this delay in chomping might be enough for her to finish uncovering something edible before being driven insane.  So she turned on heel with a flick of her tail and went back to finish digging.