The Bloodied Tussock
As you pad through the underbrush here, you notice the grass here has been flattened. The scent of something warm and delicious makes you begin to drool.You hear pawsteps behind you. Hackles raising, you whirl around to find yourself muzzle-to-muzzle with a she-wolf. A few wolves follow her lead, tails low to the ground. The she-wolf's eyes narrow in suspicion. You notice in alarm that her muzzle is stained red - until you notice the rabbit hanging from her jaws. "Snooping around in our den, visitor? Don't get too cocky, you don't own the place!"