Lost Creek Hollow In the dead of Night

She righted herself, sitting up and rubbing the dirt from her face. Ah, she was foolish. Alas, food was all she needed and could go another few days without. In the meantime, berries would keep her stomach from complaining too much.

Sorscha stood, then immediately skittered away from the sound of a voice, making her leap to the side with wide eyes and puffed up fur. She regarded the man suspiciously, her mouth struggling to form a word in her shock, only able to emit an, "U-uh."

Bird. The bird had flown away from her. He smiled, this was fine. Safe.
Her tail tucked and her fur stopped prickling. "Y-yes." She replied quietly. She slowly settled down, making herself smaller. She attempted a quick, sheepish smile. She wasn't expecting company.