Talk:The Stream/@comment-5331607-20121020225902/@comment-5331607-20121020231011

Tigerpaw sniffled, "I suppose." He got back up and sat staring at his paws, "My mother died when I was two moons, by a fox and I ran. I didn't even get to say good-bye." He started digging up some dirt. "This is my favorite spot. Do you want to know why?"