- 157
- #21
Dice Rolled:
🎲d20
17
17
(Salmonstripe lands the final blow on the badger for 5 damage, killing it!)
HP: 4
Salmonstripe had seen the attack of the badger on her precious kit, her precious kit who didn't like to sleep without his mama in sight and her eyes darkened. With a yowl that only a mother could make, she lunged forward, her front paws wrapping around the badger's thick throat and clawed at the fur there. Eventually, the fur began to turn red as did Salmonstripe's sharp claws.
At last, she finally released her hold on the badger and she hurried, paws red, one side of her head and an ear, red, too, to her son.
"Burnetdew, sweetie, honey, are you okay? Lean on me, little one, let's get you back to camp and into Bone's den." She mewed hurriedly, her mind focused entirely on her kit and not at all on the possibility that there may be more badgers out there.
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