Ravensblood Forest making splinters

@Szechuan or any other BWP1 dogs.

Now that he was back under the cover of forest from his stroll along the coastline, Jaws noted with a roll of his eyes that the gray jay had resumed its pursuit of him. It hopped from branch to branch, chirping, maintaining a distance of several wolf-lengths. The coyote hybrid briefly considered turning around and going back out to the shore where the bird was too uncomfortable to follow, but he was looking to rest and was not keen of doing so in the cold air that came off the icy seas. So he continued inland, locating a sheltered hollow at the base of a towering pine, among its bulging roots. Jaws picked up a fresh, broken off branch and settled into the hollow with it, commencing a satisfying gnaw as his feathered shadow perched high above, watching.