It wasn't really surprising, more disappointing when the earth pulled away from her paws and suddenly only air surrounded her. Limbs flailed around trying to grab hold of... well, anything really, but of course, there was nothing there to grab. Before she knew it, the earth rushed up to meet her (shoulder first) and she barely avoided biting her tongue as she hit the ground with a thud and yelp. Cricket wasn't quite sure what she had been thinking even showing up. She'd been run off enough times in her life to know that standing her ground and fighting was never really an option for her. With bitter memories nipping at her heels, she turned and fled the battlefield, planning to go and hide at the bottom of Mac's taxidermy pile until all this was over. She could tend to any wounds later.
