Blackfoot Forest part two

Bazi smirked at that, but nodded. She supposed he was right. The air had a different quality to it, and you couldn't go ten feet without having to dodge a branch or navigate a sprawling web of roots. She was a tundra girl herself, accustomed to open country and high visibility. Here, there were too many places to hide, and the security offered by the density of the trees was a false one.

Whilst she drifted off on a current of thoughts regarding the fortification of Swiftcurrent Creek, Shadow disappeared. He returned a while later, clutching two quite frankly retarded rabbits, who had chosen to linger in the area despite the obvious presence of two predators. Bazi shook her head at the unfortunate, limp little bodies in her packmate's mouth. "Keep one for Tuwawi," she told him. "Let's scope out the edge of the forest, see how easy it is to get up and down the Sunspire range from here." A gentle slope into the forest would make the area difficult to defend.