Mount Apikuni When I find myself in times of trouble

Tucked in as far as she could manage, her back pressed up against rough stone, Malila's body was a tiny ball of blonde and chocolate fur. Sleep had taken her quickly. It was not a restless slumber, though. It was fitful and precarious, as her sides heaved with rapid, shallow breathing. Each little hair on end, waving slightly while her frame shivered just a little. 

Her dark ears only twitched sporadically as she dozed on, eyelids scrunched shut, while the tip of her tail protected her nose. Oblivious to the arrival of a strange man outside their makeshift shelter and to her mother, Speedy, on wary alert.