Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27492740-20160518201140/@comment-27669385-20160519010543

Thistletuft wandered about the forest for a while, smiling serenely. It was as if nothing had ever happened at camp.

Because, in his mind, it hadn't.

He'd forgotten everything that had happened in the previous moments. Lilykit wasn't sick, he hadn't argued with Leafwind, nothing. Everything was fine. Peachy, even.

He came to a stream, but, seeing as he was oblivious to most everything around him, splashed into the stream with a yelp. He was quite shocked at the cold water that soaked through his fur.