down the riverbed. a finding rp xee had been prowling the river, grimacing at the fact she'd once lived on its banks. paws digging into the mushy sand. amber eyes hesitantly scanning the water for a loose fish from the school that just passed. letting out a sigh his ears flicked towards an odd sound. yowling? who in their right mind was screaming this late at night? growling she'd walk in that direction, until he spotted the host of the sound. a startled yowl escaped her maw, a kit! why was there a kit in the river? jumping in without a second thought she'd pick the squirming kit up in her maw, dragging them by the scruff. dropping them on the sandy bank with a hiss.. ( continued in the comments ) thread one. fire and xiola
