Talk:Warriors' Den/@comment-25178347-20130616202159/@comment-5641542-20130616224320

Darky yowled.

''Then he blacked out. The dream seemed to be over, when the red static turned blue.''

He stopped bleeding.

He awoke to the moistness of his blood on his nest. He took it out, but quickly refused to. it was almost dawn, and at the rate he could go, he couldn't make itback by daybreak.