Golden Glade In A Hole In The Ground...

Ayla considered for a moment, then with a swish of her tail led the female to the other side of the clearing, her eyes sought out what she had glimpsed on time- there it was. She gestured wordlessly toward the base of a huge oak. The roots had been elevated as erosion melted away the earth, leaving a sizable entrance to a closed off hollow below the roots. From where she stood, it looked spacious. "What about this?" she asked.