Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26053883-20160727020716/@comment-27255507-20160824014233

Swirl slowly padded to the fresh-kill pile, selecting a small fish and walking away to a corner. She sat down and slowly munched it, watching the cats that had went to the gathering, arrive back at camp.

Cinder padded to her den, exhaustion weighing her down. She collapsed into her nest, thinking about the gathering as she fell asleep.