by Guest » Thu Jun 02, 2011 12:26 pm
Beechpelt skidded into camp as Fernstar entered through the fern tunnel sedately. “There’s something out there!” exclaimed Beechpelt, his eyes wide. “It smelled bad, and it wass huge. Icepaw and I just got back.” He ran up to Fernstar, trembling from the long run. “We’ll send out a patrol,” said Fernstar. “Beechpelt, Icepaw, Silverfeather, Stormpaw, and I will go out. Let’s get going,” she mewed.