Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160424000455/@comment-27039035-20160427031904

"I see you still have your sense of humor," he grunted. His whiskers twitched in amusement. "That's good." Bear locked eyes with the wolves, unbothered by their hostile looks. His own stare could wilt flowers. "They will tire soon, and leave," he reassured. "For now, we must wait." He absentmindely carved something into the ice. "But you must stay conscious. No falling asleep on me. Count the stars if you have to." Suddenly, another idea came to mind. "Eagle, you know when we return to camp? I will be feeding you catmint." He said matter-of-factly, a wide set grin on his face. "Prepare yourself."