The Mother of Trees
Not knowing what else to do, Sam curled into a fetal position and prepared himself for what would come next. His eyes were closed tensely, but he could hear the rustling in the brush getting closer and closer as the coyotes made their way down the hill.
Sam heard a second noise, an ascending rumble accompanied by movement within the ground beneath him. He questioned whether this could be some type of earthquake. Then an even louder commotion erupted.
from The Fork in the Galaxy