Stone Circle push play, stop, rewind

A noise caught her attention in the midst of her playing, and Leta paused. Looking around her now, she realized she was not near where she should be, and her brow furrowed. The sound of the bushes rustling did its job, and given that was where the scent of mom and dad was strong, she prepared for a nip of reprimand. 

Sorry, she breathily murmured, cowing and slinking toward who she thought was her mother. See bufferfly???? She hoped to placate her mothers wrath with redirecting her attention to something far more cool than a nip to the rump.