Redhawk Caldera foxhole

"rana!" chickadee exulted. she stopped and turned around to bat at sorana's ears with her paws. "i goin' to border. find bad guys!" she hadn't stopped to think about the repercussions of this.
expecting that her friend would come along, chickadee moved off, albeit at a slower pace. two butterflies caught her attention, followed by a squirrel, a worm, a beetle, and an acorn.
each of these were pointed out to sorana. chickadee said each name slowly and loudly, tripping over a few in the process. "what'syer favorite?" she asked in a rush.