Re: RiverClan Warriors' Den
His attention was drawn to his tail, where the dog's fangs had stripped some fur and flesh away. Fortunately, the damage wasn't too deep - not enough to expose bone, but attempting to groom the tender, bloodied skin was an unpleasant experience. Tinystorm hissed through his teeth, finishing up and tucking his tail close. He'd need to keep an eye on that, for sure.
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