Blacktail Deer Plateau baby, can you focus on me?

@Shale

Something smelled foul. Forrest couldn't quite place the source of such an offensive odor but because it had been strong enough to wake her from her morning rest, she figured that she ought to give it a try. She stood and stretched out her old, aching bones, then looked around the rendezvous site for a potential source. There were no obvious culprits, but still, the smell lingered!

Forrest started sniffing around with her snout pinned to the ground, hoping to find and eliminate the enemy.