Melody hissed and threw another snowball at Porcupine.

"oh. Okay." Liron lay down as well.

"Hmmm..."

The mate looked into his amber eyes and sighed.

"I do realize that you do have been declawed. But why not? I hunt for both."

Porcupine's eyes blazed for a second and she curled up a tiny ball.


This was not a snowball; instead, it was an iceball.

"You dolt, avoid this!"

Crimson fired a strong glare into Gaea as she twitched her wings.

"Calm down, Crimson, it's alright."

"Oh! Are you okay, Crimson?" Liron asked, his eyes filled with worry.

"Mad at me, that's all."

Cloud flew off, her fixed wings flying awkwardly. Landing in a small clearing, she looked around her. Finding a particularly large tree, she found a comfortable roost and rested.

A loud wailing could be heard as two ravens flew by.

Cloud curled her cat-like body into a less visible position and nibbled on a few tree leaves.