Two Rivers Isle Nobody loves no one

Ulrich nodded as she picked up the scent of a weasel. That's a stoat, he said. A weasel. A long-bodied, short little creature that follows its prey into their tunnels underground. It eats rats and rabbits and things. If you want to hunt one, we'll have to be very clever, because weasels are clever, too, and they're vicious when cornered. Most likely, it'll be underground, hunting, or sleeping. I don't know if digging it out will work like with the rabbits, but it might. What do you want to do?