Well, Wolfpaw had to admit she did a better job at it than he would've. He had never really played around with weaving-- never needed to, 'cause Bumba always made their nest 'n the warriors handled the den making when the camp got restored.
He took a moment to observe what she did, and then tried to emulate it. The brambles were indeed very prickly, and he hadn't noticed until he was trying to twist and manipulate them with his paws. On more than one occasion, he jerked one back, cursing under his breath.
"Yowch! No kiddin'." He shook his paw, glad to see no droplets of blood were spilled-- yet.
"I think this'll do for now, if this works we can always go back 'n do touchups." He took the wall and began to move it into position.
At a glance, it would look like the camp wall got moved in. But Wolfpaw had purposely left an open gap in the wall since he wanted this section to still be accessable.
"Okay, so now we just need bait." He didn't reaally care what they used, but wanted it to be something that wouldn't attract actual predators. Mice, birds, those sort of things.
"You know where we can find something rodents or birds would want?"
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