Tactical Orange Ambush

Advancing east from the drying rack, I encountered an unmapped organic landform: a cluster of spherical, textured orange globes piled inside a glazed white ceramic bowl. I established a low-crawl position beneath the overarching ceramic curve and nudged the lowest sphere with my rifle stock to test density. It yielded slightly, emitting a sudden, potent blast of citrus oils that nearly compromised my olfactory sensors. I immediately took cover behind a fallen wooden toothpick nearby. The citrus sphere remained stationary and showed no further signs of hostile expansion. Counter perimeter remains secure.