Redsand Canyon twenty doll hairs

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Leona wasn't as inquisitive - or as angry evidently - as her brother. She'd slept pretty well when in the care of Aquene, and then slept when Towhee retrieved them (all the way through the journey home to the den actually), and now she was asleep once more. It was the vibrations of Towhee's stunted growl that finally roused the child from the stupor of sleep.

She could not see the intruder. There were more vibrations - that of Towhee's tail thumping emphatically against the ground - which she rolled towards, reaching with tiny feet and spreading toes, but she couldn't grasp anything.

Mom was busy talking to someone at the den's mouth. Leona blew a few disappointed raspberries as she withdrew her touch, like a snail retreating in to a shell.