[she puts the dog treat back into her pocket with a slight frown, and glances around for something else. Maybe a pine cone--she'd seen squirrels pick at those before--or something... but also comes up empty-handed.
Her frown deepens.
She isn't going to let this deter her, however. Treatless, she tries inching forward anyway, if only to get closer for a better look at the little animal]
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Her frown deepens.
She isn't going to let this deter her, however. Treatless, she tries inching forward anyway, if only to get closer for a better look at the little animal]