you gotta have friends

Frith didn't make his way out of the territory very often, but not knowing what was going on around him was more dangerous than staying home. His paws would carry him away, oddly bringing him to the shrine. The place he'd first met Novella, where his life had completely changed. He'd smile softly as he made his way down the hill and into the white of the forest. Quite relaxed he wouldn't think twice as he lost his footing. While he recovered fine, the earth beneath him had not. Before he knew it the ground beneath him was moving, and trying to swallow him up. The land would slide, displacing itself as it took Frith with him. Luckily he'd been closer to the bottom of the hill, and right before the ground overtook his head everything would stop. While he was encased in mud he had his life, for now. How he was going to escape would elude him completely. He'd breath heavily, leaving the thoughts of escape for when he'd found his breath again.