Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-24038939-20151002205229/@comment-27350140-20151010195341

Flame screamed as she fell, the wind whistling through her thick pelt. She was falling, she was falling, and as she fell, the ground rushed up to meet her. She expected to be dead, but she landed without further harm, thankfully. She stood slowly, shaking her fur out and licking an injury on her flank. She paused as she smelled smoke, and heard burning... 'Fire!' she screeched.

The forest, the world, was aflame, licking at her tabby pelt, trapping them. Was there any way out? She began limping around, trying to find some sort of escape.