*In the Arctic* A Fox RP

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JabbaDaHutt said:
Bramble breathed, and moved a bit. She squealed for milk in pain.
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Heather gently nursed Bramble, carefully cleaning the delicate cub after its meal of warm milk. "Can you keep her warm for me?" She asked Scythe as she left the cave. Once outside, she marked a few trees around the den to ward off any rival foxes and trotted through the forest. She scampered up a steep bank and scanned the forest below her for any predators or foxes. Heather rolled happily in the ice cold snow to clean her coat and threw back her head in glee, letting out a long howl.
 
chickygirl7 said:
Heather gently nursed Bramble, carefully cleaning the delicate cub after its meal of warm milk. "Can you keep her warm for me?" She asked Scythe as she left the cave. Once outside, she marked a few trees around the den to ward off any rival foxes and trotted through the forest. She scampered up a steep bank and scanned the forest below her for any predators or foxes. Heather rolled happily in the ice cold snow to clean her coat and threw back her head in glee, letting out a long howl.
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Scythe curled around all three pups.

Bramble whined for more milk.
 
JabbaDaHutt said:
Scythe curled around all three pups.

Bramble whined for more milk.
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On the way back to the den, the vixen quietly stalked and caught a large vole and buried it in the deep snow, which would preserve it through the winter. Heather returned to the pups and fed them all, licking Scythe on the nose.
 
chickygirl7 said:
On the way back to the den, the vixen quietly stalked and caught a large vole and buried it in the deep snow, which would preserve it through the winter. Heather returned to the pups and fed them all, licking Scythe on the nose.
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Scythe licked him back.

Bramble whined for milk, she couldn't find the tears.
 
JabbaDaHutt said:
Scythe licked him back.

Bramble whined for milk, she couldn't find the tears.
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Heather nudged Bramble to her teat.

Frost opened her ice blue eyes and looked up to her father. She was looking more and more like her mother each day.

Thorn jumped onto Scythes tail, play fighting. He had jet black ears and muzzle and dark brown eyes. He crouched down and growled at his father playfully.
 

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