Jade Fern Grove nevermore

There was something distinctly off about the den. It looked to have been abandoned in a hurry - and recently. Cached meat had gone rancid in the back, and there were still distinct footsteps leading in and out of the entrance. It was well sheltered from the elements, tucked into the south-reaching foot of rock that extended from the northern bypass range. Unless you were looking, you wouldn't have known it was there.

Something was moving beneath the down and straw that someone had so carefully sourced and piled at the center of the den. The little grotto was longer than it was wide, and the movement was just out of light's reach. Sniffing would do no good - the smell of gone-off meat was complemented by the stench of days' and days' worth of piss and faeces. 

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