Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160510175741/@comment-27492740-20160517030135

Dove smiled. "Odd."

Hazel nodded. "Me too," she yawned.

Bluekit wandered around, a desperate wail rising in his chest. This was definitely not BlogClan territory, but the unfamiliar trees seemed to go on forever and nothing was remotely like anything in his territory. He wandered for what seemed like moons before falling into a stream and getting swept away. He vaguely recognized scent marks, but they weren't BlogClan.

(Dusk Syndicate)