Bearclaw Valley doot noot

@Piper!

Kisses had left the weasel colony at Daffodil Hill and found his way into a large valley, where he hoped to find adventure and fun. He’d always dreamed of exploring the world, of leaving behind the same old same old and seeing everything. Now he was doing it, and boy was it fun. The place smelled like wolves sure, but Kisses wasn’t afraid. He figured if he ran into any, he’d just appeal to their better nature and they’d let him go. Who would hurt him, honestly, look at those big brown eyes!

He’d found a sap filled tree, and had scurried atop a root so he could reach the sap. He sat there, with his front paws on the tree and lapped at the sweet liquid. They didn’t have this stuff back at the hill, he couldn’t wait to tell his brothers and sisters all about the orange goo that tasted like a little slice of heaven.