Lost Creek Hollow Kicks and Bricks

Crowfeather was delighted to learn something from Ash Paw. He’d never tasted the prey from the ocean. He had seen the rough waters and lapping waves, though. They always made him feel small. He could recall many childhood days spent wondering what kind of beasts lived beneath the dark waves.

She described the saltiness of squid. Ash Paw said that it had a peculiar texture. She even offered a small description of her experience with it. Crowfeather’s nose scrunched. He couldn’t imagine liking something that felt squishy, endlessly chewy, or salty. He wasn’t particularly adventurous with his eating habits, either. Maybe one day, if he was given the chance to try squid.

It sounds strange. I don't know if I'd be brave enough to try it.

I would like to have a hunt when the weather gets warmer. We have some allies with the other clans, he explained. I think they would be open to a hunt. Deer is one of my favorites, too. The shadow realized that he hadn’t hunted deer since he had lost his foot.