Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20170818104048/@comment-30700719-20170822020604

I sighed and pushed forwards through the forest, trampling small trees and bushes. Suddenly, the trees opened up into a ravine. With all the momentum, I went flying off, tumbling down the hill. My brown pilot's uniform got scratched and snagged in small bushes, but it didn't rip, luckily enough. I slump to the ground at the bottom of the ravine. "Werewolves...wolves...dogs..." I pushed myself off the ground and let out a high-pitched whistle.