Talk:The Waterfall/@comment-5277627-20140922094405

(STORY BETWEEN VEESON AND I)

Thornpelt dashed to the top of the Waterfall, scanning furiously, until his eyes lay on the familiar grey shape of his daughter. "Fernshade!" he shrieked, bounding over to her and givivng her a lick. He stopped dead, a scent catching his nose. "Rogue," he snarled. Thnem whipping around to face Shadekit, he hissed, "Shadekit... what did it look like?"