The Order of Things Unseen
Of the many entrances the largest uses, quite naturally, only the main entrance, the biggest of them all. They also enter first. Given the sudden urge to retreat underground at the first break of light each morning, and the large number in this colony, it matters who goes first.
It is true always, whichever of the setts they retire too, this rule of weight applies. The most imposing first, the slightest last. This is the case, of course, for the Common Badger but not the other, more grotesquely frightening, variety.
And one was abroad this very night. This is why there was such a scurry to retreat to the nearest den, earlier then usual, for the Puff Badger spooks even its distant cousin, the mighty, robust Common Badger.
The distinctive rustling and almost-puffing will be familiar to all who have ever spent a night outdoors in the East Anglian countryside. I am afraid a tent will not protect you, and you are best advised to hide away in something more solid, because the Puff Badger will not be deterred. They will get you. This indeed is the order of the unseen.