RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Ray stifled a laugh as a rock when passing by her head. Clearly this trapper wasn't a typical hunter. Perhaps a youngster who had bitten off more then they could chew? It couldn't have been a prank trap. The culprit likely would have come out by now. That in mind, Ray decided on her next course of action.
Dramatically flopping onto her back, leg still bent to remain in the trap, she threw an arm over her eyes. "Oh, woes is me! Left for dead in a trap while a bitch throws rocks at me!" Chuckling slightly she turned her head in the direction of where the rock had come from. "Seriously though. Care to help me out of this?" It'd be too boring to stop her game just yet after all.
Dramatically flopping onto her back, leg still bent to remain in the trap, she threw an arm over her eyes. "Oh, woes is me! Left for dead in a trap while a bitch throws rocks at me!" Chuckling slightly she turned her head in the direction of where the rock had come from. "Seriously though. Care to help me out of this?" It'd be too boring to stop her game just yet after all.
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
