Eris - male - straight - loner - 1 year old - tags: Grace, Silent
Eris gazed over to Grace, hesitating before placing his head on her back. "I'm staying." He responded quietly, his tail wrapping around her's.
She looked at him, not really hearing the 'd' part. She listened closely until he had asked why she was here. "I'm just taking a break from the camp. I like going around exploring the terrtory. So when I become a fighter like my father, I'll know the best of all the territories!" she explained.
She laughed in agreement. He was grumpy most of the time but he was alright like any 'ol father. She suddenly looked away from Blizzard, seeing her father at the entrance of the Healer's den. When she squinted, she saw a trail of dried blood, also on his pelt. "Do you know why he is like that though?" she asked.
He went to the camp as fast as he could, limping slowly. He went towards the Healer's Den, where was the Healer when he needed him/her? He peered inside the den, the scent was stale and he didn't see anything moving around. All he could see and smell were herbs and vines hanging inside the makeshift cave/den.

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