Bi-sky grunts as she heaves herself to her paws. She glances around the sunny clearing, seemingly looking for something.

Straightfur: *padding over* What's up, Bi-sky? Need anything?

Bi-sky: Ugh, I just need these kits to get out of my belly already!

Straightfur: I...don't think I can help with that.

Bi-sky: Oh, no, I'm kidding! *she laughes* But if you could fetch me a mouse or two from the fresh-kill pile, that'd be great.

Straightfur: *nodding* Of course.

He heads over to the stack of freshly killed prey, which somehow magically stays full all the time. Fluidstream and Pansand are sitting nearby.

Fluidstream: tHIs sQUirReL iS So gOOd!!1! *starts sobbing*

Straightfur: Gosh, Fluidstream, are you okay?

Fluidstream: I'm hAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE!!!1!

Straightfur: Um.

Pansand: *deadpan* They have a horrible, life-threatening disease.

Straightfur: *starts panicking* Is – Are they gonna be okay??

Pansand: Well, there is ONE cure that we know of......

Straightfur: What is it?!?

Pansand: You have to be gay to save them. ....*stiffles a laugh*

Pansand and Fluidstream suddenly break into loud, obnoxious laughter that echoes across camp. Straightfur huffs, rolls his eyes, and grabs two mice.

Straightfur: Y'all are out of it, man. *gives the mice to Bi-sky* Here you go.

Bi-sky: Thank you, Straightfur. And...

Straightfur: ...Yeah?

Bi-sky: Don't worry about those guys over there. *she motions to Pan and Fluid with her tail* And when I finally give life to these little ones...*looks at her belly*...I hope of of them is like you, Straightfur.

Straightfur: *staring* That's...so nice, Bi-sky. I don't know what to say.

Gayday: *sniffing* Yeah, dude! *blows nose* Too many feels up in here!

Straightfur: wheN DID YOU GET HERE?

Gayday: Haven't you realized by now that I'm a professional stalker?

Straightfur: That's a comforting thought.

They walk away, but fail to notice Arosparrow, who is watching from behind a bush.

Written AND edited by Ren!