Jul 11, 2022
Rocky closed the car door, dusting their hands together to rid them of the campsite’s dirt. They pocketed the car keys and pulled a camera out of a bag in the front seat.
“I want to get a picture of you before we leave. Come on.”
They walked directly into the woods behind their now empty site, picking out a little worn path. They found a patch of sunlight and damp earth, assessing it for a moment before nodding and palming the camera.
“This is good. Kneel.”
Pigeon hesitated, walking past them with her shoulders scrunched to try to make herself smaller. She gingerly knelt on the dead leaves and looked up into the lens of the camera uncertainly.
“Good girl. Now give me your clothes.”