Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151516/@comment-24966231-20160110194939

Meadow shrieked. Brambles! But, by then it was too late, and she'd already a face full of them. She winced and moaned, and staggered out of the bushes. She tried picking them out, but there was one thorn that wouldn't budge out of her nose. She groaned in pain, trying to batt it out; there was blood dripping from this point. She kept on batting at it, till finally, it dislodged. She exhaled in relief, but then she noticed, she had blown her cover; she was now in the clearing with the pretty tortoiseshell and the tom who looked just a bit lovesick. She yelped in surprise.