Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-24038939-20151002205229/@comment-27039035-20151003220201

Sundance thought back to how all their bodies were lying unconcisous - or so she hoped - in the clearing. Perhaps a fellow clan-mate would come and wake them up. Maybe even a strong, handsome tom-cat who swoop Sundance off her feet, shaking her concious in the process, and carry her to safety. ''Silly fantasies! There's no time for such things. False-hope, tis all but that.'' She harrumphed at herself. ''I pray the alternate isn't true, though, and that whatever brought us here doesn't take our bodies. . . elsewhere. Where no one awake can try to help us.''

(Bye Flame! *hugs* ) She focused her ever-wandering attention to Jetclaw, shocked to see all the blood. "Oh no, oh no, oh no," she repeated those words like a stark-raving canerie. "Are you alright? Is it serious?"