Arawn huffed as he made his way over the ridge, but he was careful to stay quiet as he did so. The little ball of fluff tucked behind his ear was still sleeping, and he refused to be the one to wake her from her nap. The little chick was still very young, barely even capable of speaking more than a couple jumbled words, and while he was no expert at raising a child, he was pretty sure they needed lots of sleep at this age.
Poor chick - he'd found her abandoned in a bush, her mother's nest raided by a snake. He was happy he wasn't there to witness what likely happened to the rest of her clutch and parents.... though he wished he could have been there to stop it. Ah well, nothing could be done about it now. All he could do was help the chick live on; he couldn't bear to just leave her to die.
He was on his way back into his pack now, having gained a few more stories to tell, and he perked up as the scent of his pack mates reached his nose. He was close!
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