Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160718214122/@comment-32268344-20170624200327

"We can adapt" Coldice starts pressing his paws  on the ashes. "hmm...I wonder..." he mews to himself quietly as he remembers a lesson of sleeping at a burnt wasteland and closes his eyes. "''Now Coldice, if you end up in a burnt forest and nowhere to rest, collect some ash by either using your paws and use some wood to form a base." ''He opens his eyes and finds the old medicien cat den with little to no supplies.