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*Narsha* · 09-01-2013, 11:48 PM

Narsha

The vixen grudgingly admitted to herself that he was right. They would be caught here until the wind calmed down, however long that would take. Once more the guilt light up inside her, as she moved past him towards the small den. It was mostly snow, though the floor was stone. Sticking her head and forepaws inside she began scrapping at the snow and stone. There wasn?t much to work with but she managed to eke out more space, enough for two, to fit together snuggly. It would not be the most comfortable thing, but at this point she was beyond caring. ?No need for you to dig your own? She swung her muzzle at the entrance.

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