Snowfoot let's out a sigh in exasperation, "Still we should have it looked at by my mother."
Cottonwood scoffs "And have her bring up that you should've been mates with my brother?
Yeah thanks I'll pass." He starts to hop forward only to be cut off by his signifigant other. "I'm serious Cottonwood, what if it gets infected?"
'It won't get infected."
He continues hopping head held high.
From the front of the burrow calls Towhead's father, "I'd listen to her if I were you."
Cottonwood opens his mouth to give an indignant answer only to be stopped by his mate as she glares up at him.
"Ugh.. Fine."
And with that the pair continues down into the burrow passing Dustcloud on their way as he meets up with his mate Wispcloud.
Dustcloud sits back on his tail looking down at his kid as his mate stands beside him looking down at them.
"So kids, how you been good to your mother? Not causing a ruckass again were you?"
"Yes papa!"
His wife gives a look of disbelief,
"is that really true boys?"
She tilts her head to the side widening on eye down at them.
Dustcloud narrows his eyes playfully down at them.
"Alright, how were you boys really like for your mother?"
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-Warren- By Alexzandria Stormwielder
FantasíaDuring 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...
