A Pack of Prickly Peppers

Brandr eyed the briar patch that lay before him and debated if it would really be worth the hassle to go through it or if he should just try to find a way around. He gazed to the left and right of him and it seemed the briar stretched on for miles. Crap. He crouched, his hind limbs bunching under him before he launched himself straight up to see if he could see how wide the briar was but no luck. Thorns and brambles as far as the eye could see! Ugh, he should just turn back. That was what he told himself as he started forward anyway, carefully manuevering himself in and….

"Ow, ow, ow, ow…. no screw this." He quickly backed out. It wasn't going to happen. He was to dam big to be trying this sort of stunt. Brandr sat with a huff, his tail slapping the ground. He hated it when his adventuring was thwarted. Maybe he just needed to find a less thorny patch to try pushing through first?