Blacktail Deer Plateau strawberry afternoons

@Sunny. Here's the song I was listening to, haha.

 

There had been a reason for Sorrel's wandering so far from the territory's center, but she couldn't quite remember what it was. All that came to mind in the moment before overstepping the border was that she ought to turn around before someone sees and gets the wrong idea. Besides, her legs were starting to feel weak and her head a bit light; this had been enough trauma on her body for one day. Sorrel passed by one of the caches and nosed around for the thinnest cut she could find, then made her way back to where she'd been sleeping beside her brother.