[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][font=georgia][size=11px]❤ Dandie had just finished dragging the very last cardboard box of twoleg garments to the center of camp. "StarClan, clothes are heavy!" complained the bear cub, backing up and looking at her work.
The boxes of clothes were sorted. Accessories were at the far left; shirts, dresses, and jackets were to the right of them; furthest right were trousers and skirts. The clothes in the front were the largest and the ones in the back were smallest, although Dandie had not sorted the sizes even close to perfectly.
The last detail was the runway; Dandie had laid out sticks in two parallel lines, which were about two feet apart. The lines spanned a few yards.
"Hey, everyone! I just worked my butt off for hours setting this up, so c'mere and let's have a fashion show!"