Otatso Wetlands the time's come to play

She could hear the footsteps of something nearby and it was getting closer. Pressure was put upon the old hollow log and- with a crraaaack- It splintered and split, leaving her somewhat in the open. Some tall canine stood next to where the log had been. "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Hold on. I suggest you look where you're leaning before you crack someone's resting spot." She said. She rolled her eyes and waited for how he might respond.