*In the Arctic* A Fox RP

Scythe licked her and started digging their future home.

Heather joined in, scrapping at the soft earth with her paws. She dug another exit at the back of the den, having memories of her mother and siblings being gased. She then collected crisp autumn leaves and spongy moss to line the den with.
 
Isolt stalked snow hare, it would feed her well through Winter. She pounced on it and dragged it back to her den. It was a small hole with pounds of moss to serve as a bedand a small pile of mice and small rabbits.
 

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