Lost Creek Hollow Bluegill

Holy moly I’m actually SO HAPPY you grabbed this ;w; what a blessing to me, you are!

A darker man approached. His coat shimmered with portions that were not quite black, but red and brown so deep it could only remind the boy of the bear’s fathomless eyes. When the stranger spoke, it was with a steady and warm voice. He looked capable, or so Swordfish thought. His eyes were like a sunset spilled across the beach. The boy missed his home so much in that moment, he felt he might weep.

Aye, I come to see ya. Akavir says ya got healers in there, he gestured with a nod of his snout toward the depths of Riverclan.

Turning, the boy showed the gashes to his ribs. The broken one inside could not be seen by the dark man’s eyes. Sandulf only needed to see the claw marks that had scarred his body to know that he was in need of some help.

Name’s Shardik, the young redtail offered next.