
July 2nd, 2020, 12:22 AM
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Re: Of bears and beans
Beanpaw lifted his muzzle into the air, trying to smell. What was on the fresh-kill pile? Mostly fish. Yummy fish. But also mice... he didn’t smell any of those. Uh... ssss... shr.. shrew! That’s what it was called. But he didn’t smell anything like the weird looking, earthy creature.
What he eventually scented smelled a bit like the nursery nests. But fresher and a little like mouse. It was weird and he didn’t know what it was. "I think I smell something," he whisper-said, closing his eyes to focus. If it smelled like nests, what was in nests? Moss, bracken... feathers, sometimes wool....Feathers! Was this a... "Bird...?" he wasn’t confident in his answer, and his voice showed it. But it was a guess, and he’d go with it.
@Beau
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