Phoenix Maplewood when time falls like the sun

"Good idea!" The young male agreed with Desdemona, finding a good strategy in her suggestion. He wasn't entirely sure it would work out but it was an idea he could work with. With his own imagination he thought digging was the answer as the snow created quite a shelter for the badgers but even so; that might alert the creatures, causing them to hide even deeper in their burrows. 

Now that they had a game plan, Epic decided to make it happen. Scanning his surroundings, his golden eyes fell upon a small rock that was big enough for him to pick up with one bite. He grabbed it with his muzzle and swung in the direction of the snow-covered burrow. A miss, sadly. But even while his stone hit a tree, an eerie bang could be heard from the impact. He then took a deep breath and growled, yowled and made any sort of noise in front of the entrance while stampeding with his paws. Would this work? With one hopeful glance he looked back at Desdemona.

Ah, it might have looked quite funny to an outsider who had no idea about what was going on.