Blacktail Deer Plateau Dirty Paws

AW, but I'd prefer someone Koda hasn't met

Koda had really been on top of his game lately. The hunter had managed to catch not one, but two hares on his morning hunt. One he had eaten himself, while the other would be added to one of the pack's caches. Between the trout he'd fished up the other day, and the rabbit he had caught this morning, he'd built up a nice little store for the winter, when food wouldn't be quite so abundant.

The sight that greeted him upon reaching his hiding spot made him stop short. The cache had been dug up; the thief had struck again. "Fuck," he said, with a frustrated growl. He dropped his catch and rushed to the hole, finding it completely empty. Only a faint whiff of the food remained. This was the third time his cache had been raided. Even though he'd tried a new location, and disguised the hole with rocks and leaves, they'd found it again. Someone out there was determined to keep cleaning him out.

He inspected the area around the crime scene for clues, hoping to learn more about the identity of the thief, or if more than one individual was responsible. There wasn't much to go on, other than a few faint tracks in the dirt. They were definitely canine, but much too small to belong to a wolf. He guessed they belonged to a coyote.

With a sigh, he sat on his haunches, keeping his rabbit between his paws. Gazing into the empty hole, he pondered how he would catch this thief.