Cardinal was curled up tightly in his nest, the starlight from Silverpelt dappling the ground and other sleeping bodies in a pale silver. He heaved a sigh, wincing as he readjusted his permanently injured foreleg. Ow... Son of a fox... A silent hiss of pain escaped his mouth. Cardinal felt something brush up against his side. He looked up. The others were all in a deep, peaceful slumber. What the..?
Comments
11LucyIzWatchingYou
Creator
Pinned
02/12/2024
Joaniemc
09/02/2025
Talkior-a58uqR3i
22/02/2025
LucyIzWatchingYou
Creator
22/02/2025
Talkior-a58uqR3i
21/02/2025
LucyIzWatchingYou
Creator
22/02/2025