[beau]

Sundust glanced up as Cinderpaw spoke. He had been working of molding some moss into new nests - the old ones were getting worn down. He followed her gaze, brow furrowing as he caught sight of the ground near the herb storage. That did not look good. His eyes flicked towards the den entrance, staring at the now unoccupied nursery, and the thought seemed to strike him the same time it did Cinderpaw.

He rose to his paws, carefully skirting the oddity in the ground, and began pulling out some large leaves to help make leaf bundles. “Let’s work quick, we can’t afford to lose any herbs.” As he worked, he kept his ears pricked and alert for any signs of change in the den. Stars forbid it collapse on him or Cinderpaw.

[ @littlelove ]