"Daddy!"
The two kits rushed away from the side of the doe guiding him to then both leap into Dustcloud knocking him on his back both giggling.
Dustcloud brigs his paws over his kits squeezing them to him falling to his side and then hopping back up to his feet starting a game of tag with his kits as they prance in and around the burrow's main corridor.
The doe chuckles to herself, turning her gaze to the gaurd doing a double take as her eyes catch Cottonwood's, her eyes widen and her knows twitches.
Cottonwood shares the same expression before bounding to her as she also bounds to him they stop as their noses meet and the clay colored doe nuzzle her muzzle deep into his fur before pulling back.
"Welcome back Cottonwood"
She says, voice soft and hinted with worry.
"Glad to be back Snowy"
She moves to nuzzle again when her nose hits a bald spot she pulls back rearing up on her hind legs she reaches a paw out to touch the spot earning a wince from Cottonwood.
"My dear you're hurt!"
Cottonwood narrows his brows and shrugs.
"Their was a hawk at the glen, " she gives him a worried look examining the wound, "It's not that bad, nothing I can't handle." She let's out a sigh.
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-Warren- By Alexzandria Stormwielder
FantasyDuring the early goldrush of America a lot of stories and folktales arose across settlements. Tales of giants, white bison, and men covered with thick fur enchanted the minds of boys, girls, and men alike. Seeing as the country was just begining to...
