[dionysus]

@pathos
Creekrunner’s ears perked at the sound of Fennelnose’s voice and he sat up from his patch of sun beside the warrior’s den. The blue-grey tom had been lightly dozing while he waited to be assigned a patrol or until he felt like getting up and hunting by himself, but expanding the camp seemed as good a project as any. Uncurling himself and shaking the drowsiness our of his fur, Creekrunner trotted over to Fennelnose and gave his usual lopsided grin, “I’m free to help, if you’d like.”