Post by Wildblaze on Nov 4, 2014 10:05:10 GMT -6
Wildpaw trotted into the den with a large wad of moss half in his jaws and half tucked under his chin. He let it fall beside him as he walked over to the first nest he saw. He scrapped it, got some new moss, and made a brand new nest. He repeated this several times until all of the dirty nests had been replaced. And since he'd finished early, he decided to try and get a story out of the elders.
He plopped down next to the entrance and cleared his throat. "Hey, does anyone have a story they can tell or something?"
He plopped down next to the entrance and cleared his throat. "Hey, does anyone have a story they can tell or something?"
