Bramblepoint countless

I said scoot not leave. She groaned as she rolled onto her back, out stretching her legs before pulling them close to her form. Red eyes cracked open in a tired squint as she saw his form. She had almost forgot that they had spent the night away from the others. It all came back though and she quickly rolled back onto her stomach. Hey. She tiredly called out to him. What are you doing? Surely there was no real danger in eating the fallen fruit but did he have a taste for such?