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Fogh huffed as he stalked around the borders of the main living area. The goddess' curse had decided to strike back hard this day. Already he'd almost been crushed under some rocks, nearly twisted his ankles on multiple occasions as sudden holes appeared under his paws. Too many things "just happening" for it to be coincidence.
It felt like the world was rising up trying to smite him. Was it safe for him to head back to the den? Or would he bring disaster to Nymph? That's what worried him. Would he cause her cave to fall in? No he couldn't risk her cubs or her being injured. He glanced back toward the open ground. Perhaps it would be better if he slept out here tonight. Just in case.