Swiftcurrent Creek And curiosity

She didn't mind the taste, so long as it meant that she got everything that she was offered. She sniffed and snuffled around, picking up every last piece of dried leaf, twig and stem, flicking one ear idly toward Eshe as she was beckoned to go out. She sat and itched at her shoulder with a hind foot, pausing to sniff her toes before she continued again, moaning lightly and leaning sideways in satisfaction. That felt better; now- what was it that the grey lady wanted? 

Outside. 

Well, fine. Cygnet stood and sneezed- an aftereffect of having collected a bit of dust in her whiskers- and trotted out into the open, blinking pale lashes in the bright light. After shaking her pelt out she ditched a clod of fur that had come loose while she'd been scratching. She turned to look at it, a little bit disgusted that a chunk of hair had just come out of her like that. Soft puppy fluff- not something permanent, but she would lose it bit by bit. 

With a snort, she began roving around, looking for something else to chew on- nibling on buds as she passed like a moose in springtime as she searched for the perfect chewing stick. She kept one ear turned toward Eshe, but otherwise wasn't inclined to include her in her plans.