Twitch roamed about her burrow, which she had created in only about half a year, and it was huge! Twitch was very proud of her architectural style and achievements. Her home was like a guinea pig mansion, with eleven sleeping compartments, three bathroom compartments, one compartment for storing little dew-dads that she found, and a couple extras just for anything. The rooms were woven in specific and intricate patterns. (Only the perfect, of course!) Many were connected to entrance holes, which served purpose if anything tried to attack her from anywhere in the meadow. Sure, there was plenty of space in between where other wild guinea pigs could build their burrows, but she preferred hers to be huge. She also often brought in bugs to her nest so they could find their way to the bathroom compartments and dispose of the waste quicker. All of the rooms were lined in various places with stones, so no guinea pig building their nest would interfere. Twitch exited her masterpiece and into the sunlight. She found a small plant that she recognized to be safe for nomming, and nomed on it quietly, listening for predators and watching for them out of her sideways-facing eyes. Her nose twitched (ha) at the smell of guinea pigs, but she dismissed it. Who really cared, anyway, if other guinea pigs were there? Twitch wasn't territorial, so long as her mansion wasn't touched.
-Twitch





