by g o l d f i s h » Fri May 29, 2015 3:42 pm
flamepaw nodded, nibbling on his food thoughtfully. "ok, we go after the leader, and leave," he suggested.
foxwhisker chuckled softly, burying his prey for later. "we need to stay away from the border, because it probably won't have much prey after the battle. the prey is probably going to be spooked for the moon after the battle. and it will probably be heavily patrolled," he meowed wisely.
brontide;
[n] the low rumble of distant thunder