Blacktail Deer Plateau I'm looking for a way now

She was invited into the den, albeit with a set of conditions. Saena hesitated outside the den mouth when Blue Willow told her to mind her manners and that she couldn't stay long, suddenly unsure whether she even wanted to go in. She, Blue Willow's neice who held two trades and nearly a third, perceived that she was being spoken to like a child. To say this irritated her was putting it quite lightly, and to say this treatment upset her was a massive understatement. She was very nearly an adult and knew instinctively how to handle newborns and their protective mother, but the feeling Blue Willow gave her with those simple and likely harmless instructions was that she was an untrustworthy pest, and she hated that.

She grit her teeth, wavering, but eventually entered the den. She wouldn't likely forget this subtle slap on the wrist, but her curiosity over the babies outweighed any indignation she felt. She deliberately refused to meet Blue Willow's gaze for fear her annoyance would show (unwittingly showing it pretty plainly), instead turning it on the dark mewling bundle at her belly. Her gaze softened when Constantine's tiny sounds reached her in the darkness, and for a moment, she forgot that she was supposed to be irritated. "You're cute," she said softly with her tail swaying back and forth.