Having not packed any food, and having a difficult-to-please fox both added up to Amaya doing the exact opposite of what she wanted to do, and violating her own beliefs: she skinned the squirrel and ate it right where she was, making sure to not eat the guts. It wasn't as bad as she thought, but she really hoped it wouldn't have to happen again. There was plenty around here that both her and Ten would eat that didn't involve...that. "You're one lucky fox. I can't see anyone else ever doing that for you."
Ten just curled up in Amaya's lap and slept.
"It's...not exactly nap time." She sighed. "But if you say it is, I can sit here a while." She looked around. The sun was barely visible, thankfully. She enjoyed the shade. She heard that the outside world was all tall houses, so tall they blocked the sun. She'd never left her land, but she doubted this was true. After all, the ones spreading the rumors were people her age, so they probably hadn't seen it yet, either. It didn't seem entirely improbable. The people out there did tear down trees that "got in the way," and didn't bond with animals. She wondered how they could live like that. And it's what she had to look forward to. She hoped she wouldn't have to be in it long, but she had heard of people who never came back. Did they CHOOSE to stay away from nature? Amaya was now uncomfortable mentally, as well as physically.