Jade Fern Grove A Spiky Situation!

 She grunted, her sense of smell being completely throw off by the scent of blood as she continued on. She peered over the overly large leaves, a flash of brown fur appearing for a brief moment beneath them. Prey, perhaps? Maybe a fox, or better yet — a rabbit.

All that really mattered was that it wasn’t something with spikes. She pushed farther through the leaves, trying her best to keep on the same track as the creature she was following. Though, without her sense of smell and the lack of room for sight, that proved to be extremely difficult.