Blacktail Deer Plateau You saved my life, you saved me

Saena's attention made him try a little harder to brush off his apprehension as he wheezed a nervous laugh. "A pest?" Val pulled forward, eyes darting up to the ebony crow hopping along the tree's boughs. It whooped a raspy laugh down at the pair, eying the burrow unabashedly. The firefoot put his front feet on the trunk, stretching out his narrow body as long as it would go, but the bird merely danced upon his perch. Yup, definitely out of reach.

His eyes drifted to Saena's burrow, dirt clods and all. "Are you storing it for later?" he leaned over the hole to spy the small, bent hare inside.