Blacktail Deer Plateau Smashing pumpkins

Perry apparently thinks it's funny to run off and leave Finley stuck in things. :|

He watched her struggle with her new muzzle, eyes dancing merrily. Although pushing and pulling on it wasn't likely to dislodge the pumpkin, all she had to do was bash it against a tree or something. She'd figure that out eventually.

"What? It's a good look on you!" Peregrine rejoined, then added a sly, "Hey, uh, I gotta go take a dump real bad. I'll be right back to help you and then we can harvest and bury some of these." He tried to keep the laughter out of his voice, yet he snickered and snorted between words.

Without another word, the Alpha male turned and ran into the woods, leaving here there. He probably would come back later, just to make sure she hadn't suffocated or something, but there was just something that tickled him about always leaving Finley in precarious predicaments.