Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27038405-20160121200512/@comment-29551246-20160205001204

Mist looked down at Snowflake quickly before creeping along one of the more sturdy branches. A squirrel was perched at the end of it. One more stride... Slash!

Mist had only clawed air. The squirrel had jumped down and was scurrying away. "Mouse dung!" She muttered, her fur hot with embarrassment.