
A low string of indignities escaped the rabbit-like kyunru as she slunk along, quick steps taking her from one bush fo cover to the next as she stopped to peek out. "It's not my fault ghosty had a bad night." She finally added with a light ha-rumph following it. He knew she didn't like him around and he'd come down anyway, why wouldn't she scream? She always did, he'd just... taken it harder than usual?
How was that her fault?
A sigh escaped her as she flopped on the ground, wings and ears drooping down as she peeked out from under a bush. It wasn't the least bit fair. Mize knew she didn't like going outside, she knew. So why on earth would she tell her she had to go out for the day as punishment?
A low whimper escaped the female as she wiggled along on her belly to get a better look outside the bush, eying the terrain before her. It seemed clear enough, but who knew what lay beyond the leafy cover she'd taken. Heavens knew, even the sun had some ill side effects. She'd heard Mize complain about how an ill tempered customer had griped non-stop about sunburns. Mize herself seemed immune to the things, something about scales.
Well, she certainly didn't have scales to help, which left her exposed to these 'sun burns' and she wanted nothing of them. So now, she had to be careful of that too, because honestly the sun was out to shove those around.
A deep breath was taken as she prepared to move again, hind legs wiggling a bit before she leapt out, and over to the next bush, quickly beginning the hunt of a proper hideout. She needed something secure, something worthy to use. At least for the day, until she could return to the bed, or under it if there was a need. Seeing as how for now she was to remain alone outside. Even the two fawns she watched had been kept in to her dismay. Especially with the few snide comments Loki had made to Seau. Tsk, that male was obviously teaching her baby bad habits. He couldn't have gotten it from her. She'd never have taught him something like joking about if she'd ;ast outside the whole day.
Of course she could. ...maybe?
Eyes slipped up toward the tree cover above as she fearfully watched it, paws digging into the earth a bit as she tried to lower herself further to the ground. Or...maybe not. Maybe if she said sorry they'd let her back... it felt like one of those bad days. Like an Ichigo day. Yes, a very bad day indeed.