by Cradily » Thu May 29, 2014 1:15 pm
Timberfoot was only half-conscious, and as a result, it was an effort for him to understand all of what Skypool was saying. The more she spoke, the more confused he became, until finally he felt as though his mind would burst. With an ear-piercing yowl, he held his dizzy head between his claws and started to writhe on the floor of the den. The only word that stood above the rest, that burned like a fire in his memory, was "Foxcloud."
Lilypad flattened her ears against the yowl. "What happened?" she asked Skypool.
Milkflower was still curled around her kit when Fallowkit came in. "Hello, Fallowkit." She spoke in a soft, quiet voice. Weaselkit was asleep in her paws.