((okay, i guess that i'll just start role playign again.....))
Bootsy looked down at the horrifying to her, scene below. She trembled and climed higher in the tree. Her little form suddenly getting stuck up on one thin high branch. She looked down and felt scared, terrified really as the tree bent over slightly. She mewoed as loud as she could, calling for help. She wasn't sure if her little high pitched cry was heard or not.


