Talk:Quest 2/Week 3/@comment-5342796-20130620142844/@comment-24091473-20130620171754

Ravenpaw hurried quickly, the wind striking her face hard. When she stepped beneath the trees, the wind seemed to stop. Sure, it was damp and wet, but she didn't mind incredibly much. She said, "I think we should find some dry moss. Y'know, before the rain get's really bad and it dry moss get's wet. It will make good dens for the night."