The Rookery Mar 24, 2020 8:56:01 GMT -6
Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 24, 2020 8:56:01 GMT -6
But then, she heard a faint noise- the sound of claws scrabbling against rock. She heard whatever it was scamper away, away from her. Well, it looked like she just wasn't going to have any luck today. Then, she heard what... almost sounded like a giggle. Then a sharp pain erupted on the back of her head, sending her wheeling forward. She yelped loudly and clutched the back of her head, reeling. What was that? She looked around and saw a pebble rolling on the ground in front of her. Someone had chucked a rock at her! She picked it up, examining it. It wasn't that big, about the size of a quarter. Still, it had been lobbed with enough force that Fiera could still feel the back of her head pulsing. She checked it briefly with her fingers and hissed as it stung. She drew them away to find that the blow hadn't drawn blood, but it sure felt like it had. "Alright." Fiera said, her anger bubbling up in her chest. Her ears flattened back and she could feel the fur on her tail prickling and puffing up. "I bet you think you're real funny, huh." She continued, a low growl bubbling up in her throat as she tossed the rock up and down in her hand, holding it up for the perpetrator to see. She was answered by a high pitch giggle, echoing from one of the holes around the top of the cave. The holes were slim and over a dozen feet up, far too high and the walls far too slick for her to climb up to. The echo made it impossible for her to tell which of them the giggle came from, anyway. "Yeah!" The voice replied, in a high pitched and childish tone of voice.