Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160616150733/@comment-27823669-20160621230624

Dawn halted, spotting a muscular brown tabby with sparks in his fur and a tiny flame burning on his tail. "No! Thistle!" She yowled, burying her nose in his scorched fur. "No... why...." She sobbed.

Ferretfang stepped back and quietly turned away. Multiple scents, besides smoke, were littering the place. MarshClan was close by!

Fernpaw staggered through the marsh, carefully making sure Birchkit and Emeraldkit didn't fall. She finally saw several familiar pelts and let the kits down, curling around them once more and looking around. "Fawnstar?"