Talk:The Stream/@comment-11424661-20131019011413/@comment-25178347-20131019013646

Briarpelt picked up a scent. "Hmm..." Fox. Fresh, female, and it was nearby. And there were two of them.

She saw two pairs of amber eyes in the night. "Rainpaw, look out!" she yowled, breaking the silence, as the foxes launched themselves at the apprentice.