Aspen followed the two bucks, Bog started to douche ahead of Hop Aspen signaled him to let hop lead in her mind who ever scented it first gets to find it first...

Hop & Bog / Patrollers / Mentions: Aspen

Bog noticed the command and bristled, dark ears rising straight over his head in an indignant line, but he fell back without so much as a growl or grumble. Hop didn't appear any happier than his brother as he obediantly took the lead again.

The smaller buck stopped once the scent became overwhelming, blinking away a rare patch of sunlight as he left the protective shrubs. It briefly warmed his wet coat, at least. Bog's presence at his tail was a great reassurance.

Aspen notices Bog not to happy about the order but she let it go anyways Hop led them on and they emerged into a bright sunlit clearing Aspen enjoyed the sudden warmth on her fur as the clouds parted

SCENE SETTING for: Patrol

As the three rabbits hopped northwards, the rare finger of sunlight seemed to caress their pelts. The sudden light was shocking compared to the forest dimness. The sweet smell was subtle, but still present, and Hop would soon find its source as he led the way forwards.
A blackberry bush met his eyes. Most of the berries were still unripe, but three of them gleamed merrily in the shaft of spring sunlight.

Hop & Bog / Patrollers / Mentions: Aspen

"Blackberries," Hop almost whimpered, brown eyes fixed on the very few ones already ripe. His stomach growled, almost vibrating his thin limbs.

"We should bend some of the branches to protect the unripe ones." Bog commented, looking up. "Open sky means plenty of song birds to compete with, if it's too tightly packed, maybe they won't be able to reach it from above." He was trying to block out the tempting smell.

"Good idea bog" Aspen said she couldn't help but glance at the ripe sweet smelling berries... She was at war with her self should they eat them or not? this could be the only food for a while one part of her whined the others need this food said the other part... She took a deep breath "let's look for more food around here.... If there's plenty more we can eat these if not we bring the berries to the other rabbits"

Hop & Bog / Patrollers / Mentions: Aspen

The brothers nodded and split off, heading to separate ends of the clearing to quickly check for more bushes. Both skirted the shadows of the larch trees, ready to dive under cover at the first sign of a raptor.

Hop glanced back towards Aspen and Bog frequently, ears constantly swiveling. They hadn't seen any predators so far, but Hop wasn't a rabbit that would bet on his lucky feet. His greatest fear was a wildcat watching from above. They were too quiet for even his sharp ears.

Aspen skirted the edges the brothers weren't at she sniffed the air she couldn't smell anything other than those few berries. She heard a small stream she turned her head to make sure nothing was on her blind side she trotted orver to the stream there were a few bushes but they weren't close enough to identify as blackberry yet...

Oat / Excavator / Mentions: Flurry

Oat took turns dragging and packing the dirt. Only one doe could dig at a time, but that didn't mean she lacked a job, and it let them take turns with the more draining task of carving through the cold, damp earth.

Hop & Bog / Patrollers / Mentions: Aspen

The brothers rejoined Aspen, scrutinizing the bushes across the stream.

Bog's broad head turned from side to side, then up, several times. He saw no sign of birds in the ragged clouds, nothing bigger than bugs occupied the clearing with them.

He took a step forwards, the ice-cold water flowing over his black toes, prying clumps of stubborn mud away from his wiry fur. Still no signs of danger. Bog risked a few more hops forwards, trying to spot if there were any berries in the bushes.