Lost Creek Hollow The Wind that Ruffled my Fur

With the darker fae happy, she stood up to clean the blood that was spilt from her cut tail. Shikoba waited patiently, confused at first before hearing Ravensky answer her silent question. It was to take away the scent of blood and mask it away from the cougar. She nodded her head, though her ears turned forward. Ravensky wanted to see the stream, mostly to wash up her scratches.

Nodding her head, she headed throughout the land onto a trail to lead to the stream. "Follow".

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