Blacktail Deer Plateau Dirty Paws

Koda motioned for Osprey to follow as he started to look for a good place to set his trap. He needed to find soft dirt in which to bury his bait, and a big, heavy log to bash in the head of whoever tried to dig it up.

"Back in my pack, we used traps to catch food and protect our stashes," he explained. He didn't know why the strategy hadn't caught on in this pack. Traps were a much bigger deterrent to thieves than the occasional patrol. "There were two main types, snares and deadfall traps." He went on to explain how snares were usually used to trap bunnies and other small critters. "Our thief is too big for snares, so we're gonna rig up a deadfall."

He picked out an old, rotten trunk that looked heavy enough to crush bones. "This should do the trick," he said, pushing against the dead wood with his shoulder. The damn thing was stubborn. Koda dug his nails into the dirt and heaved with all his might. "Watch it," he grunted as the trunk uprooted and fell to the ground with a loud thunk.

After a short break, he dug a hole and buried his last rabbit. The bait was set, and they had their log, there was only one piece missing. "Can you find me a couple good sticks?" He requested. He would roll the log into place as Osprey fetched the last of the supplies.