Grouse Thicket It's easier with two

Fennec was right, birds were of the noisy sorts. Holly spent a few seconds gathering her thoughts, tossing her ideas from one side of her brain to the other. What if Fennec made a slight sound, drawing the foul's attention from Holly to her. Then Holly could attack when they were distracted. That could work. So, Holly explained her quick and unorganized to her acquaintance in a hushed voice. 

      "Think it would work?" she asked her friend. Her "plan" (if you could even call it that) was quite a mess that she had just thrown together extremely fast. But right now, it was the best she had. Holly glanced at her company once more before turning her gaze back to the feathered creatures, searching for some better way of attack.