Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160718214122/@comment-26053883-20170723182503

Dewfrost let the kits nurse, hoping the nursery would be build soon. She couldn't wait to see the kits bounding through camp, begging for stories from Larkstorm and Mistfire, asking Rowanblaze to tell them about the forest, playing moss-ball together and squealing over becoming apprentices. One day they would grow up and become, and she knew that. She just didn't like to think about it.