Recovery

*Karabela* · 02-05-2017, 06:48 PM

Jaws latched tightly around an antler shed Karabela headed back toward the den site with her little prize. She wasn't entirely sure what she was going to do with it yet. It could be fashioned for decoration or there might be more practical uses in stabilizing the opening to her den but it was all so experimental yet. She drifted onto a well worn path and as she travelled she spied Qualm and cocked her head to the side. Oh? He was out and about? She hoped that meant he was doing better.

A mischievous grin spread across her face and she snuck up behind him. Carefully shifting the antler in her mouth she darted forward with the intent of jabbing Qualm in the hindquarters with the pronged bit of the antler.

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