Blacktail Deer Plateau reminiscence

her apprehensions ease when she catches sight of her mother, the familiar lilt of her voice enough to have the tension drawing taunt her shoulders release. she steps forward nimbly, planting a kiss on her mother's cheek and obeying her instruction readily. she sit back on her haunches, careful gaze moving to find her mother's. 

"I just — I feel lost, mama. as if; as if I'm missing something, always a little bit behind. everyone seems to have things figured out, and I, um, don't." it is a vague, worry, certainly, but so are the feelings that plague her. she struggles to find something more concrete, and fails, maw opening and closing again as hopes desperately for some piece of wisdom her mother might procure.