[Abyssopelagic]

The sun was getting too low in the sky for Havenfade's liking.
He approached the tree that Ratjump had disappeared up, lifting himself onto his hind legs and pressing his front paws against the tree as if we're about to start climbing.
"Ratjump! Hurry up! The sun is setting, and I get the feeling that Crowtooth is about to come storming over to skin our hides if we take any longer! Besides, we can't be in two leg infested areas at night with an apprentice!"
And the leader's son, to make matters worse.
The long legged warrior turns to Peachpaw.
"Go ahead and grab a squirrel or two, and we'll head back to camp. He should get the message and come back down after us."
Havenfade grabs three of the squirrels that had been caught, and waits for his patrol.

[ @FrumpyFoxtail ; @Ian ]