[ugh. rain touched in heat did not feel refreshing; rather, it seemed to cling in tacky patterns and lestan evaded its downpour for the nearest stand of trees. meal delivered, and onward for a patrol, the man of camhanaich paused along the berrybushes. nostrils caught the distinct reek of fox-musk, and he sighed heavily. the creature would not be hard to route, unless it be a vixen who had kitted. then the druids might find themselves at the mercy of cute orange scavengers ready to wage war upon all caches. lestan could not imagine killing the foxes, however -- it was not as if they were coyotes, who had been known to carry off a wolfcub from to time, or so the accusations said. pressing into fragrant leaves, the witch began his searching for the den.]

ugh. rain touched in heat did not feel refreshing; rather, it seemed to cling in tacky patterns and lestan evaded its downpour for the nearest stand of trees. meal delivered, and onward for a patrol, the man of camhanaich paused along the berrybushes.
nostrils caught the distinct reek of fox-musk, and he sighed heavily. the creature would not be hard to route, unless it be a vixen who had kitted. then the druids might find themselves at the mercy of cute orange scavengers ready to wage war upon all caches.
lestan could not imagine killing the foxes, however -- it was not as if they were coyotes, who had been known to carry off a wolfcub from to time, or so the accusations said. pressing into fragrant leaves, the witch began his searching for the den.