Stone Circle starlight, starbright

When she saw him, Leta scampered up to him with a wave of her tail, mouth still full of feathers. She called for him, but her voice was still muffled, and so decided against hollering again as the feathers lay awkwardly on her tongue (she did not bite them, not wanting to compromise their integrity). But she was at his side quickly enough, and deposited these many feathers to the ground. 

I brought these for you! She said, a little breathless, wagging her tail and nosing them closer to him with a smile. What do you think? Leta inquired with a tilt of her head, and then her gaze followed his own. The bison! ...are they... bein' noisy today...? Leta, too, wondered, though perhaps not as much as her brothers. It was an unsettling feeling, though, that she now remembered.