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Terra nodded her head, curled up on the other side. It was a bit sad that she couldn't actually teach Axelle how she had done any of this, but her trickster nature refused to allow that. It had to be kept hidden. Terra might be able to point out the occasional detail, but it was all on Axelle and what she would be able to pick up on her own. The pause alerted Terra, knowing that Axelle understood another trap was waiting for her. Why would distance be needed? Terra just wanted to fool around anyways.
The question was disappointing, as the coyote couldn't answer her. Shaking her head she looked at the trap. Everything here is an extent of what is already out there. Every time you've been slowed, caught, injured, is taken and reflected here. That was all she could say on the matter. The rest was for Axelle to study and figure out on her own. The movement of the branches, how she had made it to trip and snag, the difficulty in working free. Terra had worked hard to learn that, and Axelle would have to do the same.
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