Wolfpaw doesn't waste time once the announcement was over. Now that they were home 'n away from immediate threat, his adrenaline was wearing off and he was exhausted. Blood still caked his paw from where he stabbed Salteye, and his leg and shoulder where he tried to lift the body. Hadn't had a chance to clean up.
What he really wanted was to curl up with Bumba, 'n he headed into her den to join her for nap time.
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