Emberwood rodents of unusual size

i would like to use this towards Naturalist threads <3

These woods, he favored them tremendously over the marshes that he had become accustomed to prior to Ibis stepping into this new throne of hers. While the bogs were more along the lines of his upbringing, waterlogged vegetation with little mercy for the unprepared, Kukulkan would have to admit that all his survival tactics were focused on those bogs and marshes in more southern regions. In fact, the ones up here in the north fucking sucked.

But forests were largely the same, north or south, west or east. The trees changed, the scented breezes tickled different senses, but they were a testament to time and to diversity, adaptability. Towering canopies, supportive trunks, protection and production.

Emberwood was a fine home.

Though, there was one particular difference - the brats that lived inside, eager to escape the jaws of hungry predators. The towering pirate boy weaved through the edges of the woods, brushing his side against the trunks idly, his keen eyes slowly trailing a small cluster of squirrels as they quarrelled over some rations not too far away. They were fucking monsters. As fat as young pups, fluffed up and though terrified of their wolven rivals, they had enough cojones to mock from the branches.

Any other member of his seaside bloodline would've jumped to the first instinct of aggression - their objective would have been to slaughter that rodent at all costs.

As much as K was a Riccus, he had his own qualities.
Bright orange-red eyes oogled up from the base of the tree trunk, tail thwishing side to side and side to side. Ears stood forward and erect, a dumbass grin split across his face and his tongue lulled lazily from shiny fangs. "Oooooh and wha' th'fuck are youuu doin' up there, lil' bastard?" The ones down south were easily half their size, maybe even smaller, but were terribly more face-to-face in their aggression.

"If'n I find ya some nuts 'er somethin', will ya come down for some uhhh, questions?"
Yes. The giant, beastly son of the sea was sitting eagerly beneath a bitching squirrel, waiting for an exclusive, enlightening interview.

Oh the secrets from these northern wilds...


@Grezig