Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140928161954/@comment-11457306-20141007020727

Brihanna only knew danger threatened. She wove through the trees, keeping low in the underbrush, her crossbow at the ready. Above her Tasha skipped along the tree limbs, jumping lightly from tree to tree, her tail extended for balance.

Daria was falling behind. Her leg was too sore to walk on, much less run. She slowed to a painful walk, drawing her bow and nocking an arrow. She made use of the tree trunks for cover. The others had quickly outstripped her and she was soon totally lost. Finally she found a large hollowed out tree trunk and slipped inside it to hide. She sunk to the ground gratefully and stretched out her throbbing leg.