Otter Creek Falling to pieces

Although Junior had by now perfected a rather surly disposition, she cracked a smile at Saēna's question. "Ha! No, nobody was around when it happened. I'd just... I'd really ripped into this guy near our borders," she explained, eyes growing flinty. She frowned. "I felt like hot shit until I walked away. Then it dawned on me what I'd done. I got so upset with myself, I threw up. Then I ran. I didn't even say anything to anyone. They're probably wondering where I am... or they've already decided I'm a traitor."

When Saēna brought up the plateau, Junior nodded. "I know, I thought of that. I'll probably make my way there and talk to Aunt Willow or Dante, at the very least. They're still in charge, right?" Her tongue flicked out, tracing along her lower lip. "It sucks that Pura's gone but if you and Ty are there... I probably will come back." She smiled, albeit tightly, and then stretched out her neck to bump her muzzle against Saēna's.

"In the meantime," she said after sitting up straight again, "wanna explore this place? I've never been here before." Her gaze cast out over the creek, wondering what interesting adventures they could get into along its banks.