Bramblepoint Once there was a way to get back home

Following his nose down the slope of the Caldera, Bronco made his way to Bramblepoint, where he hoped to find some rabbits. The thicket offered them ideal protection from flying predators, but it was in the thicket that their numbers grew large- and drew his attention as a hunter. 

It surprised him, though, to find a section of the thicket with shorter plants, a variety of plants that he wouldn’t have expected to grow in the area. Fresh earth about the base of a couple plants was odd to see, but it was something he recognized immediately. 

He sniffed about until he found just the faintest trace of her scent. He lifted his head and scented the wind, but it chose to trifle with him, and be still. This was definitely one of Fennec’s gardens…And someone was tending to it. 

Something stirred in his chest. Maybe this was her way of coming to be just a little bit closer. 

He thought if he’d added something, it might make her abandon the garden, and he didn’t want that. He did find something to add, though it wasn’t a plant. He’d found an owl feather- long and white- and he stick it in the ground next to one of her plants. She might miss it entirely or write it off as chance. 

He left her garden, and began to track through the brambles again, searching for rabbit trails.