Shy wasn't even close enough a word to describe the silent doe in the bushes. What she was doing, or watching, while in the bushes with no other kimeti about was anyone's guess. The truth of the matter was that though there was nothing about to harm Reticent Smiles or worse- talk to her, the doe knew that no matter what someone would inevitably show up. She knew that no matter what precautions she took something would happen and she'd be forced into conversation where she would then be her socially awkward self and drive said kimeti away. The Swamp only knew how her family managed to hold conversations with her.
So there she was. Eyes darting in all directions and just waiting for a kimeti to come along that normally she'd have to interact with; but not this time, no sir. This time she was prepared. This time she was hiding.
