Redsand Canyon So take the good stuff, honey

Sybol heard voices. Were they talking about him? His tail attempted a thump and he tried to open his eyes and introduce himself. "Hi, I'm Sybol." Unfortunately all he was able to get out was "Sybol."  He felt like he was on fire. He realized then, he had been moved, by one person, and he was still on that person. He ungracefully rolled off her with a muffled "Thanks." and "Sorry." 

Forgetting his broken ankle and rib he attempted to stand and introduce himself but a single yelp at the bearing of weight and blackness overtook him again.