Post by Runningpaw on Aug 24, 2013 12:37:43 GMT -6
Runningpaw trotted into the den with a large wad of moss. He knew the elders were kind of quiet and antisocial, but he also knew they should appreciate some fresh bedding, and maybe something to eat. He placed the wad of moss next to him and looked around the eerie den. "Uh, hello? Anyone want some fresh bedding?" He asked quietly.
