Moonspear i just ate an entire seahorse!

Frolic didn’t understand why Ajei was apologizing, though besides a blink, she didn’t pay it much attention. She waved a paw to hurry them upward, instinctively steering toward the head of a well-worn footpath.

A hellcat’s way worse, she exclaimed as they climbed, though she’d never seen a bobcat or cougar to compare. It was as big as eleventy wolves and it had teeth growin’ out its toes! It was big an’ mean an’ nasty. It tried to eat Seal but she beat it up all by herself!

So, that story changed every time Frolic told it—and ask her family, she’d told it a lot—but she couldn’t help but add some whimsy to it. It made her feel like @Maia or @Ceridwen. They were always telling the best stories.

The hellcat ripped her to pieces, Frolic continued, not really thinking too hard on what she was saying, and she was really hurt.

The talkative puppy went abruptly silent and sober as she recollected Seal’s cries that day. It was fun telling tales, especially ones based on a true story, but Frolic gulped as she remembered her friend stammering out, “I-it hurts so bad…”