Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151516/@comment-27336267-20160120045515

"Ok," Vine nodded. He showed Hazel that his injured paw was nowhere near the ground. He hopped towards the entrance of the camp and immediately smelled an herb like scent. He came across a patch of flowers and decided that it was marigold. He carefully nipped some of the flowers off and carried them back to camp.

(Someone should spice it up. Not bears or foxes or badgers. Wolves maybe? Rabid dolphins? 😝 I don't even know)