Firefly Glen no treble

Ostrega Foothills - Maybe a @Holland but anyone

Heading to the base of Moonspear, Toad had a light skip to her step as she wandered through the foothills. She took note of all the rodents that popped out of their silly networked holes. It had been quite some time since she had actually ascended the mountain, though she often heard the howls of visitors and residents alike. She wondered how Sialuk was doing, wondered how big she and Hydra's batch had gotten.

Toad decided that she had enough time to stop and try for a prairie dog or a vole as a gift to her other leader. There was enough bad that was afoot that surely, Hydra the Fierce could use a little boost.

Not once, not twice, but three times Toad positioned herself as carefully as possible. She waited until one of the critters would venture out of its hole, and she launched herself at it. This not only didn't work, but the third time, she tripped over a rock and got a face full of dirt. Standing up, Toad spat and lolled her tongue uncomfortably, licking herself to try desperately to clear it of bad-tasting filth. She had a scrape on her leg where the rock had hit, but she didn't notice.