Obsidian shed a tear as the hunter picked up the net and started to carry him away. His love for Misty had never been so great, and it seemed as if it would all end now. The hunter slammed hi into his truck, drove off, to a fox-killing facility. The hunter left, and returned about two hours later, a bit drunk. He reached for the metal net, and cut it pen, grabbing Obsidian with his bare hand, which should have had a glove over it. Obsidian promptly bit his hand, making the hunter drop him, then ran off to the nearest bush and hid. He was determined to make it back to his pups and mate whom he loved so dearly.
After an hour or two Misty unblocked the hole, and found no sign of either the hunter or her beloved mate. She feared the worst and let out a wail of grief, slumping back to the den and curling up at the back of the cave.
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Bracken felt confused. She was unsure why her mother was acting so weird and where her father had gone. The young cub tried to comfort her mother who didn't respond and just stared blankly ahead. (I'll be back in 15 mins- just feeding and locking up the ducks)