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The creature crept toward the quiet tent, then it paused and sniffed. Then it entered the tent where Fenna was sleeping. Inside Fenna's tent, the mystery visitor launched into silent chaos.
With a kick of its claws, It overturned her water jug first then its fat clawed feet tangled in the strap, tipping the whole contents across the mat. Cold water splashed the canvas and soaked half the clothes bundled nearby.
The beast then sniffed a wrapped parcel of dried fruit and shredded it open with a delighted trill. Juice and crumbs smeared across the tent's interior as it gorged.
Next, it discovered the garment bag.
With a series of curious chirps, it flapped one stubby wing and pounced. Claws flashed, and in seconds, silken shirts, woolen leggings, and a brand-new forest cloak were reduced to ribbons. The little beast rolled in the remains, clearly delighted with its nesting work, then hopped over to a corner, sniffed Fenna for a few seconds… and vanished back into the night.
