Just Doing a Little Decorating

Her days had blurred together for what felt like forever, but it didn't bother her much. She didn't understand the concept of time. What was it anyway? She enjoyed playing with the knick-knacks and sticks she found, sharpening them and haphazardly sticking them in the ground outside her den with no rhyme or reason to them. She found it entertaining...especially when she stuck little heads on them. Squirrels, birds, fish...all manner of small creatures. Her current project? She was decapitating a raccoon head to stick on the end of a sharpened stick that was right near the entrance to her den, like a soulless sentry there to guard her treasures.

When she finished that mess, she roughly stuck the head on the spike and sat back to admire her handiwork, tongue lolling out of her mouth as she opted to take a break before she returned to decorating her grounds.