Sitting quietly in dense cover surrounded by waterlogged scrub edge. Soft rush pushing through leaf litter as habitat underfoot slowly changes. Dank and dark; sheltered from the storm, invisibly serenaded by a lone Song Thrush.
Territorial Magpie flit through dense bare branches; calling their own in harsh gutteral chatter. Contact alarms resound with each passing Crow or Rook; resulting in a flourish of activity and angst. Then peace once more returns to the stunted canopy.
Parasitic 'golden ear' jelly fungus clinging onto damp and decaying branches. A steady stream of miniscule insects seemingly attracted to its hydrated spread. Soft to the touch, its gelatinous interior weeps.
Muntjac stand frozen as confusing scent trails move within the browse-line. Alert and unsure as to the unseen danger, instinct and self-preservation return. Without fuss; they silently and effortlessly disappear through seemingly impenetrable thicket...