No Place In Heaven For Me

The girl flopped to her belly, blowing out a sigh when he said that fun was for losers. Her ears pressed against her skull, eyes watching the river again. She was rather lost at what to do with this boy, he wasn't really helping her make conversation. Scooting her head over to look at the brown male, her little shoulder shot up into a shrug. There had to be something that he did for fun, she doubted that he just sat around all day. She huffed at him, sticking her salmon tongue out at him. "Show me?" She asked, knowing that he did something and just wasn't telling him. Finch was growing weary of just waiting around, being scared of everything. Her siblings were always off doing something, and she had already memorized everything around the den. She remembered her mother talking about how she liked to bring pretty things into the den, and her tail thumped against the earth. Maybe they could go on a treasure hunt! She was sure that there was something that was pretty around here, like flowers, or even shells! "We look for pretties?" Raising herself up into a seated position she let out a small, excited whine as her blue eyes scanned the area. There was a pretty purple flower, pedals wide and spread towards the sun. Trotting over to it she plucked it carefully from the earth, bringing it back over to Alvin and dropped it at his paws. She sat in front of him, eying the pretty flower. See, pretty! Her eyes roamed up to his expectantly, trying to see if he understood what she was looking for.