Fairspell Meadow you could set fire

He did not know that there was a creature following him, not until it was too late to avoid. The stench of fox caught in his nose and he stopped, lifting his nose through the reeds enough to inhale a few times, hungry, eager. The voice of the stranger surprised him enough to make him wilt; Cresent felt his tail plaster to his underbelly and his spine spike. His eyes were wide and wild for a split second - but the message was clear, and once he calmed (save for his racing heart) he nodded his little head.