Surprisingly, he was near healed with no sign of an infection. He had done well to keep it clean, but still fully expected something to go wrong. It hardly hurt any longer. Fur would never grow there again, but that was fine. He was old and certainly not trying to earn the favor of any females. As much as he’d like to, such rigorous activity as mating would be far too painful for his old man hips.
Speaking of, they had also healed considerably. Sure, they were stiff most of the time and still hurt often, but the pain was tolerable now. Running after prey was finally in question yet again. The night before, he scored a family of moles. There was more digging than anything, but he did end up chasing one of the fuckers down.
Now that he was well, he would take the opportunity to check this place out a little further. He decided against going north for the time being. This place would do well enough.
Jul 10, 2018 02:56 AM
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