*In the Arctic* A Fox RP

Scythe tackled him to the ground and started nipping and clawing at him in a rage.

Bramble shivered and weakly whispered "Mommy?" She hugged the corner of the den, cold as can be.

Heather pricked her eyes, hearing Brambles faint meowing. She headed back to the den, knowing that Scythe was winning the fight. She picked up Bramble and placed her back with her siblings, warming her up with her thick tail.
 
Heather pricked her eyes, hearing Brambles faint meowing. She headed back to the den, knowing that Scythe was winning the fight. She picked up Bramble and placed her back with her siblings, warming her up with her thick tail.
Bramble curled up into a tiny ball, fidgeting to make herself comfortable, when she suddenly stopped moving all together.
 

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