Haunted Wood i watch the work of my kin bold and boyful

before long, they'd arrived at the stream. famine hadn't seen anything like it before but decided that it was alright. not caring for valour's warning, he dipped a paw gently into the water as preparation for the rest of their search.

he pushed his nose onto the ground and began sifting through the dirt. there were scents there, yes, but none of them quite matched his connie. with a sigh, famine walked to valour's side to try looking in his area.