Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20161117013741/@comment-27669385-20161205153114

"Stormkit!" Mistleaf shrieked, running over and scooping him up gently. "What did you hurt?" She demanded, eyes searching his pelt for any obvious signs of injury.

Icepaw jumped forward, ears pricked. "Is he okay?"

Willow watched, her swollen belly nearly brushing the ground. "Tribe kits know better," she muttered under her breath. Nevertheless, concern took over. "Is he alright?"