Hushed Willows Put a spell on me

The coyote sat in silence as the wolf eventually disappeared from view. Once she was free to move around without eyes on her, she lept to the precious pile of berries and swiftly brought them somewhere else. Underneath a bush that she had gathered them from before, where green vines snaked around its evergreen branches, hiding its scent as well as its lush green bottom the little red gifts from sight. Should this turn sour, she wanted the ability to sneak back and take them at a later time...

Once she was ready, quickly before the wolf would return. The blackened creature sat back where she was left to her own devices, marked with the branch she had previously dropped upon her first sighting of the lupine in question. This made sure she found the spot again... this time, without the distraction of her hard-earned treasure on the line.