A massive tree stands over the terra firma like a guardian, limbs and thick foliage spreading far. The tree offers shade in the summer, as well as houses tree-dwelling prey like squirrels and birds. Branches splay randomly from the trunk nearly to the ground. If one felt the whim, or desired a particularly chubby squirrel perched just overhead, he or she could leap from one limb to another to ascend the trunk. Pup-sitting occurs here, usually, so that the omega or other lucky individual who watches over the young ones during a hunt can rest in the shade whilst the pups occupy themselves in tussling for sport or chasing windborne leaves.
