(Ok, lol, thanks.)
Tinker hurried forward, heading back to camp. She had been out for a period of time, and so walked into camp, soaking wet. Yawning, Tinker headed to her den, but decided against it. She would sit out until dry as to not cause any moisture to her den or nest, so she sat in the shade, still getting sprinkled with the water drops. She sighed, not bothered, but only because she could hardly see.
Cartel was comfortably asleep in the warriors den, a few raindrops scattered on his other than that, dry fur. He lay in his nest, head on paws, asleep.
In the beginning there was Squiddy...
Squiddy said, Let there be Tess, and it was so.
He said, Let there be Nick, and it was so.
Squiddy made the Adoptables, and it was good.
He created the Forum, and it was good...
He said to Nick and Tess, "Go forth and tend to your site. Bring many young eager minds to our fold."
Praise be to Squiddy!
-Quoted from Chry, Cherished by Me.