*Humans & Hounds*

The scent of King Hounds, horses, and humans rose on the wind. Three hounds, to be exact. They could scent the pack and were heading towards the border of the Aspen Grove territory. And true to their standards, each hound was fitted with a spiked metal collar.

Behind the hounds were two humans on horseback, each one baring a riffle.

Sweetbrier

The little vixen was still recovering from the recent war, but her back was healing. As she scrounged around for new berries and bird eggs, the scent of the hunters came to her. She froze, her ears perked and listened intently. It didn't take long before the source of the scent to reveal itself, sending a bolt of fear running down Brier's spine. The hounds were absolutely huge!

Slinking back into thick brush, she hurried away to warn her pack.