spiral - bucket

[Warringkingdoms]

  [font=trebuchet ms]Clony's mental communication had grown less startling since their arrival, but Rin would be lying if she said their confused and frightened cries didn't set her on edge. There wasn't any real reason to be unsettled- if they were this close to camp, it was unlikely they'd been attacked, and the fact that they had the wherewithal to speak telepathically suggested they weren't terribly hurt- but it hit just a little too close for comfort.

  As she finally located the fallen bucket, shaking slightly from a force on the interior, Rin quirked a brow. Reaching out, she lifted up the bucket with her paws, revealing- sure enough- Clony underneath. "Quick to get into trouble, aren't you," she remarked, twitching her ears. In the future, she'd probably have to keep containers of this size away from anyone who could feasibly trap themselves in one.

  Part of her, off-task, wondered where Sterling was. He hadn't stayed long, and he definitely would have taken his bucket with him, but she couldn't help the thought.

  /ishpost