Snippet #1928747

((Oh my gosh D: That's fine, take your time))

Eden squeaked when she was poked in the stomach, a strange noise, that made her laugh a little. She waited until Skyler had gathered firewood and such and started cutting the deer before she approached him. She clasped her paws behind her back and perked over his shoulder at what he was doing, unsure of wether or not her assistance was needed. She watched him work contentedly, rocking back and forth on her heels ever so often. 

After a moment, she stood straight and stretched, looking up at one of the broken windows to see a few birds fly by, their song drifting through the broken glass. Eden blinked. She'd never seen this type of bird before. Then again, she'd stayed in the same place most of her entire life. She tilted her head to one side. What else was different in this strange place?