[JustJoye]

@Tawny
@catharsis
A whole hunting trip and all he had to show for it was a scrawny little squirrel. Well, not all he had to show for it. Nettlenose, especially with winter largely set in, was feeling claustrophobic, trapped. A walk in the territory did him some good and was able to clear his mind in a way conversation or duty really couldn't. He was glad he had these things available to him, even if they were a little chilly sometimes. Nettle dropped his prey on the fresh-kill pile atop a robin and scanned the clearing. He might have admitted conversation wasn't his catharsis, but that didn't mean he couldn't be social. He flit his tail, eager.