Bramblepoint That never sees the sun

Sorry for the late join

Calcifer had meandered his way into Bramble point the night before. The sweet scent of berries and fruit lured him like the steam off a cartoon pie. In the dark of night, he used his nose the guide him through and make light work of the vegetation around him before resting.

Now that morning was here and the sun was up, his eyes helped him to see how great of a treasure he had stumbled upon. Trees of all kinds stood around him baring apples, cherries, and other fruit. Close by he could see rich bushes decorated in black and red berries. 

Like a child in a candy store, he pleasantly trotted over to the bushes and plunged his head into their leaves to take mouthfuls of berries. Their juice uzzed over his lips and down his chin. He slowly continued to walk through and rummage around. He would feel his fur getting caught and pulled from time to time on the brambles, but his thick coat gave him the protection a bear would have.