Cold-Blood
Tarantula Time!
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What are you doing Noah?!-Message removed-
Reynard collapsed into the bush. Panting, his head lolled towards Laufen. "Thank you, I'm in your debt-"Laufen’s adrenaline spiked when she heard the gunshot. Fear froze her for a second, then she tore off in the direction that Reynard was crawling. “I at least don’t want you to get killed by a two-legs, of all the creatures.” She hissed at him. She hopped in front of him, leading him to the thickest part of the bramble, where even the rabbits didn’t like going into. There were roots thick upon the ground. “Try to hide in there.” She said.
(Dumb things. Apparently I hit a coding button. Took me a bit to figure it out.)What are you doing Noah?!![]()
Laufen’s heart raced. The fox had gotten himself into a depression in such a way that he probably wouldn’t be noticed. Quickly, knowing that her life was in danger, she scooped leaves and loose soil onto his body. Hopefully, the two-leg wouldn’t see him. She dove a little deeper into the thicker and froze, waiting for its scent to leave.Reynard collapsed into the bush. Panting, his head lolled towards Laufen. "Thank you, I'm in your debt-"
-CRACK!-
Reynard felt a searing pain in his side as a stray bullet hit him. He couldn't howl, or he would give himself away. His back leg dragged as he pulled himself deeper into the brambles. His head started to swim, and he managed to roll into a shallow depression of leaves. Then everything went dark.
Muffled gun shots rang out. Caspian waited, frozen in fear.Laufen’s heart raced. The fox had gotten himself into a depression in such a way that he probably wouldn’t be noticed. Quickly, knowing that her life was in danger, she scooped leaves and loose soil onto his body. Hopefully, the two-leg wouldn’t see him. She dove a little deeper into the thicker and froze, waiting for its scent to leave.
Noah, I’m assuming your in control of the farmer, I’ll let you choose what to do.