This is perfect on so many levels~
[ Someone was scouting out the park, because the shelter was too far the opposite of her treehive to be comfortable for long periods of time, and now that she knew she could request her own recuperacoon, it came time to find a new place to set it up.
Plus, she was a bit mopey over losing her new forked tongue a while ago, and this was as good of a distraction as any.
It was then that she picked up the scent and sight of the guardian tree, and then the faint undercurrent of something else...
No, it was more like an aftertaste in the air. Her grin spread long and wide as she approached the source, sniffing the air cautiously. ] What's the matter~? Get yourself hurt?