Blackfeather Woods going off my head, down to somewhere

@Averna BUT any others welcome too ♥  

astara scratched at the floor of the den, a root snarled through the upturned earth. with her jaws clamped around the root the girl growled and sat back, giving mighty tugs to the spindly tendril. each tug heaved some more give in the line, until at last the long root was nearly entirely unearthed. it tasted bitter in her mouth, but she tugged it anyway until it at last snapped -- victoriously she carried the thing round the courtyard her mother had assigned for them, her tail held high and little growls sounding from her puffed cheeks.