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*Silverback* · 08-22-2013, 11:08 AM

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Silverback bared her teeth in a silent growl as she lowered herself to her side. Dash it. Dash it all to the pits! She'd been up and down mountains - seen the underside of waterfalls, flung herself across thirty foot canyons - all without any problems. But this? This was asking too much of her. The cat laid back, pressing her head into the soft, earthy loam, and letting out soft grunts of pain. She'd gone rabbit hunting, which was usually a tame and easy sport when compared to the crazy cliff-leaping goats she was used to tagging. But this little bunny had rushed into a thicket.

At first Silverback had been certain she could keep up, but soon enough she'd found herself tumbling over a tripwire of vines and roots, and sprawling tail over talons into the thick of the brush. The more she'd flailed about in trying to escape, the more thorns she'd collected, until she resembled a pin cushion more than anything else. Worst of all, some of them were the kind that really stung even after they'd been plucked out.

Her pelt was a mess of burs and leaves and twigs, with a couple of sharp thorns till imbedded in the soft flesh of her paws. She'd tried hard to get them out, but her muzzle was too big and flat. All she could do was lick at them as they swelled. Limping to a stream would've been a good idea, but though the sound of water wasn't far away, she couldn't manage it. She needed to just hold still for a bit and let the waves of pain lower to a more managable rate. She was perfectly fine with bone freezing cold and heart-stopping drops, but real, sharp pain like this? It was horrible! No one liked this kind of thing! If it were a being attacking her, she would've already ripped off it's head or fled to the hills by now. But no, there was nothing she could do.

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