Leave her, Johnny! // Warrior's Plight

[RHINESTONE.]

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

Skeletons. The implications of those being present was obviously unpleasant, but also pretty understandable as well. After all, if the ship had ended up capsized and eventually washed up to grind into their shores... it only made sense that some of the twolegs would've died in the process. Rhine's ears briefly flicked backward, pressing down against his skull as he sighed softly. Catching the glance that Hurricane had thrown towards the nearby bone half buried within the sand, the leader was quick to pick up one of his legs, kicking a little bit more sand over the bone in order to leave it entirely hidden. They could deal with that later, when there weren't kits present. Nodding his head to acknowledge that he had heard Hurricane, the tom muttered with a sigh, "I suppose that does make sense... hopefully it won't be too much of a hassle. For now we'll just leave it, and later on we can have a patrol come out here to clean out as much as they can... that way if we do have to use this as a temporary base at some point, we won't end up with a bunch of traumatized kits." Not to mention that he had no doubt that the clan's kits would start to use the ship as a place to hide and play around when they had somehow snuck away from camp.

NEVER OPENED MYSELF THIS WAY
LIFE IS OURS, WE LIVE IT OUR WAY

— Reggan