Stone Circle power over me

Leta was trying to be braver, but not doing a great job at it. 

Instead she spent time with her cousins, but quietly so. Just babysitting; she never needed to be brave with them. Her presence was just enough. Leta found she quite liked children, and they helped the days pass and her aunts absence feel a little less painful. But she did not do much else. Leta felt a little useless; as the rain fell for yet another day, she determined it was time. Time to get up and just... do something. Be something. Productive, perhaps. 

So she sought something to hunt, with little success so far. The rain had ruined several game trails before she could meet their end... but her searching did yield something. Charles, digging up a cache. Her tail waved behind her as she darted toward him, having yet to see the other caches he had dug up. Hey, she greeted, hazel eyes on him, want to find something... fresher? She asked with a grin. Two was better odds than one, right?