Qeya River Marble rye

Well, He said, his voice strained as he pushed back against the trunk. He repositioned his feet- a bit higher, to see if it might make a difference. The older you get, the more you think outside - of - the -

A shadow passed over him. He looked up in time to see the raccoon eclipse the sun, its excessive skin spreading out as if to parachute him safely to the ground. 

Raccoon! He shouted, and bolted toward the area where the raccoon might land. But the raccoon- who must have been watched some funny cat videos at some point, maneuvered in the air, stalling its flight just enough so that Ksura skidded to a halt just past its landing point. 

Ksura pivoted and snapped his fangs at the creature as he gathered himself and cried out with a hungry smile. Get ‘im!