by Nutheart » Mon Feb 27, 2012 12:33 pm
"Well, I dunno! But it sounds like badgers can eat cats' faces," Cloudpaw whisper-hissed.
Flare padded past the abandoned Twoleg nest, and even through the herbs, could smell Cloudpaw. She flicked her tail in the direction of camp, and Cloudpaw obeyed. Flare ran after her daughter, eager to get Mousekit back in the nursery.