Grasswhisker is holed up in that damn tree for almost 2 days now...
Luthan thought, sitting inside a tree himself. The tree was massive, large enough to hide a small room within, and that space had become his lookout post. At first, he had assumed that keeping an eye on the beast all alone in the forest would be troublesome, something that would demand constant vigilance, yet the reality turned out to be the opposite.
It was surprisingly easy, for the creature was injured. Grasswhisker had been recovering in its shelter, and that injury bound it to one place, making Luthan's task far less demanding than he had anticipated.
Still, he remained cautious. Worried that the beast might attempt to sneak away while he was asleep or occupied with his daily routines, he had carefully placed traps around its lair. Those traps were not designed to capture it, but to create enough noise to alert him the moment anything stirred nearby.
But it's damn boring....
