Robinpath ran down the border, and slowed to a walk. He scented carefully, and looked for any signs of hunting, or a makeshift den for the rouge. He caught a heavy whiff of blood, and though he was imagining things. He looked under every bush in sight, and every burrow. He couldnt find anything to show a rouge was here, let alone bleeding and hurt.
Robinpath ran down the border, and slowed to a walk. He scented carefully, and looked for any signs of hunting, or a makeshift den for the rouge. He caught a heavy whiff of blood, and though he was imagining things. He looked under every bush in sight, and every burrow. He couldnt find anything to show a rouge was here, let alone bleeding and hurt.
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