Fool's Gold Chasm A hop, skip, and a jump

Enera's kept looking at the blob on her paws and the angled... thing that used to be the grasshopper keeping her awake. Hunting it had been fun - even if her feet were still stinging - but the end result was gross. Was that what real hunting would be like? She hoped not. She'd never be able to eat if she was always getting grossed out over the mess.

At mama's praise she looked up and her chest puffed out. She liked making mama happy; the approval in her eyes filled Enera with warmth and her tail thumped across the ground as she beamed. Mama nudged her to her feet and the smeared grasshopper squished between her toes (ew ew ew ew) as she fallowed Mama towards the water.

"Thanks mama," Enera said, resolutely trying to ignore the discomfort of her paws stinging and squishing at the same time. For once, she looked forward to a bath.

FADE