Anything you can do, I can do better

Even with the whole area to wander, Mercy was still hanging around the knolls. She had pretty much settled into hanging out here, even finding a new den to call her own. The pale woman had found the place that Valentine used to call his own, the rock topped dug out that was hidden by the buffalo herd, but it didn't feel right to claim it as her own. She moved through the territory with her head raised high, her elongated tail swaying behind her as she sashayed towards a smaller knoll. After one, two, three leaps she was at the top, which she promptly stuck her rump on. Purple eyes wandered towards the grazing herd towards her left, but she would leave them be for now. She got a little too much pleasure out of tormenting the poor things, she was surprised that she hadn't gotten trampled just yet. A yawn cracked open her jaws, her salmon pink tongue curling at the force of it. Honestly... she was bored. Bored, bored, bored. Gethin was busy with his little task of whatever the hell he was doing, but she didn't really care anymore. Or so she told herself. Pale ears flicked off to the side, irritation crossing her black marked face. She needed something to do, anything really. Grumbling, the dame flopped to the knoll with an irate sigh, her tail thumping on the ground as she scanned the horizon. Anything would be better than nothing.

With a growl, Mercy rolled over to her scarred back, her belly facing the sky as her legs flopped in front of her belly. What to do... Lifting and dropping her front paws, she dropped her head against the grass as the sun warmed her stomach. She could just lay here, but... meh. That wasn't fun at all. Gritting her teeth, she stretched her back legs out before stilling with another groan. Booooored.

"Speech"