Golden Glade Astronomy will now be conducting stargazing sessions only with blindfolds

Falling in line behind the older wolf was natural for Dragomir. Normally it was Arcturus or Hydra and they were leading him around the mountain, sharing battle tactics and insight, but he readily respected authority of any kind. Phox's superior age and experience made him the expert here.

He kept his ears and eyes open for signs of a badger, but not knowing what to expect, he didn't know really where to look. Their path took them over a hillock in the forest, and at the bottom of it was a black-and-white creature with a long, bushy tail. The white stretched from the top of its head down its spine, arcing in the middle to leave a large black patch in the middle of its back. Its face was a little bit rat-like.

Hey, Dragomir said in an urgent whisper, gesturing to the creature down the hill. Is that it? From his vantage it didn't appear to have long, terrible claws, but maybe a badger was like a mountain lion and could hide them.