The Kookaburra Sits In The Old Gum Tree
She grumbled under her breath in frustration. It seemed she had been gone a little too long, leaving her herb stores unattended for that long had left her stores vulnerable to rodents. Most of her herbs had been chewed and destroyed, so she salvaged what little she could and left the den. She supposed she would have to go collect everything again, and she hoped that she had time in the season to do it. Though Auster was drying up, and snow had hit Boreas in full force. She was glad she brought what she could with her during her trip there, so she wasn't totally empty handed at least.
She used the same path as before, only this time... the sound of movement caught her attention. She pricked her ears and listened, catching the vague sounds of a struggle. What was this? Had an animal fallen victim to one of her traps? She grinned, following the sound that led her to one of her pit traps. She wasn't prepared for what she saw, however. The woman peered in, and what she saw was unlike anything she had ever seen before.
Eyes grew wide as she stared at the creature, but she quickly composed herself as she watched him struggle. She dropped the herbs she had on the ground, a sickly sweet smile forming. "Well well well...look what we have here," She lowered herself to the ground and crossed her forepaws over one another as she watched him. "So tell me, who fucked the chicken to make you?" As strange as this sight was, she was quite fascinated with him.
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