Heron Lake Plateau that was pretty bad ass until it wasn't.

She chirruped in surprise as a large shadow fell over her, but then she recognized it.  He didn't seem intent on interfering, though, so after a minute of waiting to be plucked up she began to look around again.

Fig had returned to her side as usual and was crowding in, which she allowed because yeah ok if he needed her presence to feel better she could understand that.  He seemed to get more ok when dad appeared above, so she moved away opposite, nosing at the grass.  It felt so goooood.

She flopped over and rolled, smiling as the blades tickled her cheek and her ears.  This was good enough, she wasn't pushing her luck.  She'd just squirm here and play with the flowers if that was cool.