OldEnglishGameBantam33
Free Ranging
"Oh, its fine," said Feather sitting down. "So your not in the single's den?" she asked curling her tail around her paws.(*forgets where Drops is*)
Drops was in his den, watching rain fall in the already very moist dirt outside the boulder pile. "Quite a lot of rain we've had lately," he said objectively. "Trying to hide in a dryer den? Sorry, kinda have to sit in a puddle." Drops' den was foolishly built in a very low spot, and for most of the year it was very wet. Admittedly, it was chosen in summer, when it provided nice shade.