The Brave

[Teller of Ravor Talon (Talon)]

Talon laid on a sunning rock in the territory. Looking around a few times, looking for danger. "There is nothing." Talon said. The wind blew through the trees. Constant noises rang out through the trees also.

[Falling Rain]

Falling Rain wriggled into a crack between two large stones, curious to what creatures might be underneath. The hole wasn't very deep, and was narrow where she crawled in through. She felt a tiny pang of disappointment, she had been hoping to have a mini adventure to tell the Tribe when she returned. Her tiny pink nose twitched and she flicked her tiny mouse-thin tail irritably.

She began backing out, having not enough room to turn around, then stopped. She could feel a breeze against her tail and hindquarters but she couldn't move. Her heart flipped. Calm down, calm down! You aren't stuck! she told herself. She tried going forward again, but she wouldn't budge. Now she was terrified. Something could come up behind her and steal her tail! Without a tail she'd be useless!

She began wailing as loud as she could, "Help! I'm stuuckkk!"