Great Bear Wilderness A Disheartening Reunion

Itsy stopped and looked back to see the fox had stopped. There was something on his face. It was shock, followed by sadness. She fluttered back to perch on a branch above him, and her eyes moved to what his eyes stayed at. It didn't make sense, since all that was there was just a few pieces. Pieces of an animal, that had a rusty red pelt.

A gasp escaped her beak, and there was a sick feeling inside. She had seen much death, but nothing like this. All she could manage to say was a name.

"Scratch?" she asked, although she knew the answer.