There was a new face in the den sometimes.
He brought Momma and the rest of them new soft green stuff for the nests, and it smelled really nice! Even with the rain.
He didn't talk much, but neither did Branchkit. Sometimes there was a look on his face like there was a burr in his pelt. Well, a lot of the time. Maybe he wanted to be doing other things instead of bringing them the green stuff.
After Talon had finished dropping off the newest nest stuff for Momma, Branchkit stayed quiet. Patient, she waited until Momma was busy fixing the nest, and then she slipped out of the den. She padded quietly after him, sticking to the shadows, curious.
Who was this new face? What sort of things did he do?
Branchkit, quiet and shadowed, intended to find out.
He brought Momma and the rest of them new soft green stuff for the nests, and it smelled really nice! Even with the rain.
He didn't talk much, but neither did Branchkit. Sometimes there was a look on his face like there was a burr in his pelt. Well, a lot of the time. Maybe he wanted to be doing other things instead of bringing them the green stuff.
After Talon had finished dropping off the newest nest stuff for Momma, Branchkit stayed quiet. Patient, she waited until Momma was busy fixing the nest, and then she slipped out of the den. She padded quietly after him, sticking to the shadows, curious.
Who was this new face? What sort of things did he do?
Branchkit, quiet and shadowed, intended to find out.
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