Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151113171617/@comment-27336267-20160120051623

R: "Probably," Vine meowed. "I'll go grab some brambles." He padded to the edge of camp, where a huge chunk of the plant resided. He took some into his mouth, careful not to poke himself with the thorns. He dropped it in the center of camp and started to reinforce Hazel, Aurora and Snowflake's dens. They were closest to the water. Dot's den would be safe up on the hill. He pushed brambles against the side of each den, his fur puffing up against the suddenly sharp wind.