Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

Bright*Star
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Calypso had stopped when Bumbleebee disappeared into the snow. Then when he re-emerged with a bloody muzzle and a small corpse, she waved her tail and continued on. In her eyes there was nothing wrong with killing young animals if there was nothing else to eat, or if you couldn't catch anything else. After she had killed her two pieces of prey she had stumbled upon a rabbit's nest with a few babies in it. But out of some kindness of her heart she let most of them be, killing one for a small snack. But what she was bringing home now would surely impress her family.

She continued on, unhindered by the snow unlike her pine marten friend. They were nearing the den, she noted, and she wagged her tail happily. When she approached it, as the sun was just beginning to set. The ginger femme let her prey fall to the ground with a soft thud, and poked her nose inside. Nobody was home, but the fire was still roaring inside. She nosed her prey inside the den, and called to Bumbleebee, "C'mon! We're here!"

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