Her tail was clutched between her legs in embarrassment, but Dawali would understand, riiight? He smiled at her, but she was too nervous to return it instantly like she usually did. He bended a little and spoke to her. She had sort of understood that part, and though she never caught anything herself and only ate what others decided to give her. She did not believed that she had eaten any fishies lately though, because the gods would not like it if she did and she did not want to anger the gods that Dawali said existed. She shook her head and whispered. ”No fish eater Noir!” Her rising spirits were pushed down again when he told her to go back and stand with the others again. She wanted to stand with Dawali and Ember. She would do as she was told though, and slowly padded back to the rest of the groups, flicking an ear to find out that Dawali was disappointed in her uncle. The girl grimaced at that, but it was rude to get involved in stuff that was not her business.
Noir sat down somewhere with good view, wondering if Dawali thought that she was stupid and mean. She did not want to, she only wanted to be nice, but she could not catch any fishes and she had looked so forward to show Dawali that she too could hunt, because fishes were not pretty and cute like a deer, for example. As usual, the girl had troubles understanding what exactly the leader meant when he talked, but this time she was a bit older and managed to sit calm and have her attention at him instead of wandering around and disturb other members like the last time. When it was time to throw sand on the pretty fire, Noir watched as Dawali did it before she bounced back to his side again, turning around and kicking up sand at the fire with her back feet (and this time she even hit the fire!) before she happily returned back to her previous spot, tongue hanging out of her smiling mouth.