Butt of the Joke

They'd finally made it! The regions of the southwest were still chilly but not as caked with snow as the north had been and she was glad for it. Grassy reeds popped up here and there though the sky was growing darker and cloudier. It threatened freezing rain again but Lukina was keen to get out and do some exploring before she needed to take shelter again. Leaving her cousin to trail behind her she set about looking for interesting herbs she could bring to Rœkia. Lukina set out on the trail with her nose on the ground and her butt in the air. Weed… weed… badger hole… weed… She didn't think much of looking out for predators until she heard a strange laughing sound. Her head stuck up above the grass. Was someone laughing at her? She wasn't even doing anything!

Lukina froze when she saw some strange, dog-like creatures moving into the territory. The small group of hyenas slowed as one caught wind of the pups scent. She crouched down trying to hide but then the hyena dove for her. Lukina screamed and dove into the badger hole, just avoiding the hyena's fangs.