The Great Marmot Standoff [Azure]

Dómari had been watching the muskrats for hours. He'd been keeping an eye on the trails and paths they used to move in and out of the water. He was hungry and his companions were off doing whatever it was that foxes did when they were left without supervision and he hadn't seen much other than small prey so musk rats it was! Plus there was something about the novelty of it. He hadn't had cause to practice much with snares but the quick and clever rodents were definitely out of reach for his larger slower frame. Unless he got really lucky.

Dómari laid out some sine and a pair of think branches chewed down. He set the items near a large boulder which rested on the edge of small cliff near the waterside. He set his shoulder behind it and began to slowly scoot it forward.