GA-400: Crimbus

It was nearing the end of summer. The leaves hadn't quite begun turning yet, but the evenings had begun to cool down. The Treehouse Gang (as Soup had affectionately named them), had a group vote, and decided this would be the perfect time for a camping trip. They each packed a bag, decided on snacks (which Nova would be bringing later), and set off on a hike to find their camping spot.They travelled a good ways into the woods, Skringle occassionaly moaning about the dirt in his paws, an...

There comes a time in every 'gon's life when they need to leave the nest and explore who they are, what they want, all that good stuff. That is the journey Frann was on. They had left their cozy hometown to find their destiny, fortune, future friends and flock- the works. They didn't bring anything on their journey, just trusting their instincts and the directions of kindly strangers. As it was though, they hadn't found much to their liking. Sure, there were a few groups here and there...