- Birchclaw crept slowly out of camp to make sure the fox was gone, after looking around for a while, there was no sign of it. He padded into camp and skidded into the medicine den, taking his place beside Fawnpelt. His side stung from a scratch that the intruder left, though little blood trickled down his flank, he curled around Fawnpelt once again.
ooc;; deer sugar, what drawing tablet do you use? I am thinking of investing in one.



