Adder
The honey badger had been staring at the puff adder for two minutes. In Africa, two minutes can be a very long time. It had already been a rough day […]
The honey badger had been staring at the puff adder for two minutes. In Africa, two minutes can be a very long time. It had already been a rough day […]
The weasels lined up, five abreast, in a file five deep. Old Granny Badger cast her eyes over them from the long fuzzy spire of her snout. “Gentlemen,” she croaked, […]
The badger sniffed at the termite mound and followed the mildewed aroma of wet earth to a hollow in the ground. Hidden under the piles of spent foliage, the hollow […]