Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26046797-20160607162733/@comment-26053883-20160618012654

"Could I come?" Creek meowed.

Ripple sniffed around, looking at where most of the cats seemed to have come in. Only two of the trails had three scents in them. One of them was the one he had followed in, so the other must be the way they went. He began to follow the trail, coming to a river, which seemed to have an island in the middle.

(He's got a really good nose, but not the best hearing)