Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115150847/@comment-27669385-20160207184742

Thistletuft glanced at Petalwish. "I'll make sure to do that." He said. He made his way to his den and dropped his herbs, swiping his tongue over his jaws to get rid of the foul taste. He began to sort them into piles, removing any damaged or frost-scorched leaves.