Phoenix Maplewood can't touch this

For such a small creature, badgers were relatively difficult. They were feisty and persistent in their struggle to survive. Relentless, the company of another was much appreciated. Nochtli covered her white toes and set off. Citali followed along, content to let the hunter lead and track and do whatever it was hunters did best.

Wrapped in shadow, Citali nearly bumped into her a few times before she caught herself. Nose to the air, she scented and searched for anything significant. The smells were growing stronger. The stench in this place smelled so much of badger it was hard to detect anything else. If her terrible nose could scent it? The creature was here. Now to find it.

A rock clattered with another rock. Shuffling somewhere? A stone rolling down on top of another? She didn't know what caused it. She hadn't scuffed anything with her paws and it was too far away to be Nochtli. "Hear that?" she whispered, turning her ears towards the sound.