Hushed Willows lets begin, yes?

She had noticed that the best place for small game was a less dense part of their forest - one past the largest willow tree the land possessed. It was even farther than the waterfall they had discovered, one that still needed a name. It was true that part of their territory was crawling with rabbits and squirrels and other small critters - it was perfect for an afternoon snack, or for their trying times as they prepared for their claiming howl.

I quite fancy one - and I'm sure others will too. She answered quietly, keeping her voice down in the case a long-eared friend was trying to eavesdrop as they prepared for their annihilation. What do you say, we try and catch some? She asked, her face adorned by a playful smile.