~ Sunripple - @Rockfall ~
Sunripple looked up at Robinwhisker.
"Hunting sounds good, I wasn't enjoying this vole anyway." Cold voles were stiff and hard to chew. It also took away the taste, which was the good part about it. Sunripple probably should get out of the camp anyway, he had been staying low in the warrior's den for a while because of his injuries from the fox. He pushed up, with the limp still slightly there. Luckily most of his shoulder had healed up.
"Let's go, but maybe we should avoid the darker parts of the forest..." It was a long story, and he wasn't interested in telling it.