Fox's Glade that’s just the waves slamming against the topsides’ sound

@Maegi

indra hadn't spent much time in the glade -- a few excursions, but not enough to become intimately familiar with the layout of the landscape. her purpose here was to curtail the abundant quail population nestled in the thicket; laurel's needs grew by day, and the puppies fat at her side demanded constant sustenance. indra believed that a fresh kill would be a good break from the monotony of the rotted cache -- as she prowled through the underwood, her ears flickered left and right for any sign of the quail's familiar warble.

she managed only one that afternoon, but a bird in her jaws was significantly more advantageous than no bird at all. adopting a dog-trot out of the snarled brush, she cut across the glade and headed for home.