by LilTiger » September 4th, 2009, 7:11 pm
Little Shmarock looked at Nanaki. "My pack is dead! And I want my mummy back! Where is she?" Then, he ran over to Nanaki's fur and hugged it. When he did. I seemed like magic was lifting his heart.
Cutie looked at Concider. "Concider, I need to talk to you, private." Then, Cutie started walking out of Mist's den.