Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20180317053605/@comment-34789932-20180618045304

(:p SOUNDS........ PLEASENT)

Cinnamon awoke to a huge pink tongue coating her face. She hissed and tried to shove Dexter away, only to fail. This made her more mizerable. Dexter wagged his tail, tongue lolling. He tried to start licking Dapple, but Cinnamon spat at him. "Don't. Even. Think about it. Dapple, wake up." she hissed at her friend, the cat that she had spawned next to. Dapple sat up, her eyes groggy with sleep. "What is it, Cinnamon?" She half-groaned. "I'm getting out of here, to find my own way out of trouble. These cats are danger magnets." Cinnamon replied. "You coming?" She asked Dapple. "What? Cinny, we gotta stick together!" Dapple hissed. "Fine. I'll go by myself." Cinnamon replied frankly. She padded outside the frond cover before Dapple could argue. The wolves were bad enough. Cinnamon regretted ever agreeing to do this. Then, agonising pain shot through her flank."GAH! Back off Dapple!" Cinnamon turned, only to realise nobody was there. Raindrops started falling around her. Cinnamon was thirsty, and hopefully some cool rainwater would cleanse her thoughts. She padded to a nearby puddle. Cinnamon crouched and stuck her tongue in, only to be greeted by the same pain as before. The water was acid! It was raining acid! Cinnamon rushed towards the other cats, waking them up. "Smokey! Caps! Wake up! We gotta get to cover!"