Redtail Rise Mama Leone left a note on the door

There wasn't much time, he knew that. Well-versed in this sort of dash attack, Glawackus hoped to use the shadows, the angles of the trees, and his own tenacious sort of speed to get to his destination before the stranger could double-back; the fault in that logic was obvious enough though: this was their home, not his. No matter how many days he'd spent sulking along the fringes, he wouldn't have the upper hand.

Plus, there were multiple patches that smelled stronger, or looked more freshly disturbed, so it was difficult during the spur-of-the-moment vault across the border to focus on his target. There were so many smells! But he chose a path that looked well-worn, finding his way to a reeking corner of dirt among some roots, and hastily scraped the dirt there.

Just as a rabbit's crooked hind leg came free, and he grabbed for it, the stalking shadow that was the guardian came through the copse and the two wolves locked eyes. He tugged, and the rabbit's bones cracked but did not budge, and hastily he tried again with a stoop to his posture, trying to keep himself away from her without letting go of the prize.

All in all, it hadn't been a worthwhile endeavor.