Lost Creek Hollow yeh you've had enough

maybe @Mona ? AW

terance finished his patrol today with a fox clutched in his jaws. it had dared to cross the western border, and so terance put it right into its place. 

a cache.

he deposited the body into the nearest one before taking a few moments to stretch. torso lowered and forelimbs stretched out before him, before he switched to stretch out his hind legs. oof, his shoulder was stiff today, though he tried not to pay any mind to it. he'd still managed to do his job of patrolling-- and then some. all was well today, ah, at least as well as it could be. what, with the news of hyacinth? terance blamed himself, though he tried not to. this was not his fault in any manner-- though he wondered if he should be implementing some sort of buddy system for leaving the territory, in case someone else did something stupid...

he wondering what treason would think of that. 

with a final sniff at the cache, terance headed off towards the center of the territory, still probably smelling like fox. gross, go put on some cologne or something.