Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-24038939-20160218210911/@comment-4593657-20160221180548

With one eye on the entrance to the den, Loudclaw noticed the game had ended. Good. Now he could exit without the memories of his mother swarming him. Standing, he shook himself, exited the den, and scanned the camp. There must be someone he could help out, or something. If not, he was going hunting again.