Longtail sat in his nest in the medicine den, it was a day since that rabbit attacked his eyes on the hunting patrol. He rested his chin on his paws, his (REALLY) light yellow pelt and black stripes glinted in the sunlight from the crack in the medicine den. His ears perked up as he heard your paw steps as you squeezed through the gap in the medicine den. “Yes?” He meowed as his head tilted towards you.