Blackfoot Forest part two

If Shadow disliked the forest, he hid the fact well. The further they ventured, the less convinced Bazi became of its suitability as pack territory. It reeked of foxes, and they lost their trail several times - one cluster of trees much resembled the next, and it was impossible to triangulate your location without so much as an inch of visible sky.

Where the forest bordered mountain, the Beta's frown intensified. The contact area between the two territories was vast and twisted. The dark world of foxes pushed further into the mountains than she had anticipated, and it would be impossible to guard the length properly.

"No," she eventually decided, and turned to her pack-mate. "Look at this." At this point, they stood at the neck of what, from the sky, looked like the head of a wolf. Bazi looked left, right, and straight ahead, squinting into the gloom. "If this had been a flat north-to-south wall, then maybe, but it makes this rocky bowl. We can't defend it." Better to face an enemy head on by the water than worry where they would climb down, blinded by trees. "Worth checking out," she finished with a shrug, and used an internal compass to face north-east. "Home, I think - whilst that thing in your mouth is still fresh."