Phoenix Maplewood Nighttime Walk

Oh my goodness, I am so dead. Laika rolled a 8

Laika lowered herself into the same playful bow, tail lashing with confidence. Her blue orbs narrowed and her focus was locked on Spring - no where else.  She waited for a few moments to make her move, building up the tension in the air before bounding a few strides and preparing to leap at her friend.

Her paw snagged on a twig, hidden within the shadows of the moonlight, and a clump of green grass. She let out a yelp, her back end flying above her and she went toppling over, landing on he face.  Now, she was perfectly vulnerable to Spring.