Lost Creek Hollow She's just a girl and she's on fire

Enelise stared at him, her tiny brow furrowed a look of abject horror on her face, but not for him. Her circumstances. She moved on wobbly legs, cross her belly towards him. The simple fact his face looked like shadows and squiggles and this just didn't do. No sir!

She voiced her displeasure at each movement. How dare he not pick her up like the queen she was. How DARE!

When she finally reached him, she looked up at him with intensity. Though there was still no recognition. Though she did recognize his scent. She flapped a noodle paw at him, and gnashed the teeth that were coming in, but not yet showing.