The Rogues (RP Thread)- HTTYD/Criminal RP (closed)
Copperblaze sent a playful glare at Skari, laughing as she did so. That joke had been horrible, yet paradoxically also great at the same time. She wasn't entirely sure how that worked, but decided it might have something to do with the pun. She'd always been a lover of them, even the bad ones. No, especially the bad ones.
Then he touched her shoulder, complimenting the startled Viking. "Oh, um, thanks," she stuttered, completely unprepared. "I just, uh, like exploring." It sounded quiet and weak even to her own ears, and Coperblaze wasn't even sure she'd been heard.
They started out of the room, in search of cool air and possibly food and water. "Okay, garden," she started, opening her sketchbook. She'd labeled the drawings on it, along with practically everything else. According to her makeshift map, the corn drawing was somewhere to the left of where they were currently standing, and the right-hand wall.
"Alright, it should be..." she paused, double-checking, "this way." It was a fairly short trip; the tunnel system, while big, had most of the main places pretty close together. Going up a narrow passageway that she hadn't had time to explore earlier that morning, Copperblaze was unsurprised to find that it sloped upwards. You couldn't grow anything without light, could you?
The pair finally emerged above ground, blinking in the harsh light. As soon as her eyes focused, Copperblaze was able to notice the giant tree with sturdy-looking branches, the vines dangling from high walls, and the impressive pile of rocks. Oh, and the large amounts of food, that was important too. But that tree! She couldn't wait to climb it. So she didn't.
She'd reached about the halfway point when she discovered a fruit on a nearby tree. An apple! Oh she hadn't had one of those in so long... She reached out and pulled it off, taking a large bite. It was just as amazing as she remembered, and in fact, even more so. As she ate the juicy red fruit, watching the birds in the sky she felt that this must be what paradise was.
Skari didn't even have to ask. Copperblaze was only a few feet behind him when he called up to her, and scaled the last with blazing speed. Upon reaching the branch he was on, she climbed just slightly higher so she could see better, and the resulting sight took her breath away.
The sky where the sun was had transformed into a blazing purple, a beautiful sight when compared to the still-blue sky around it. The light glinted off of the lightly snow-capped mountains that the sun was silhouetted behind. She climbed higher, then sat down. "Come on up!" she called down to Skari. "There's room for two."
It was a slightly cramped 'room', but Copperblaze didn't mind. Nor did it bother her that they were practically sitting in each others' laps, no, that was perfectly alright with her. She leaned away slightly, trying to distract herself from the butterflies effect of their closeness, and saw the lake near their camp.
"Wow..." It had also been magically transformed, seeming to glow with the light shining upon it. "It's amazing, how things look so different from above," she commented, in awe of the scene. She sat back up, looking back at the horizon.
Wait, hey, is that...
She sat back onto her knees, then fell into an upside-down position, swinging slightly. She rocked herself back and forth a few times, just for the fun of it, before reaching up and steadying herself. Thankfully, there were no branches immediately under her, so her head and hair wouldn't get bumped by the foliage. Twisting her head slightly downwards, she finally caught sight of what she'd seen a moment ago.
It was their camp! Or it looked like it anyway, it was hard to tell from so high up. But Copperblaze recognized some of the landmarks, such as the large rock overhang that they used as shelter, and the fairly big clearing they put their belongings in. Yes, and there was the pile of wreckage off to the side! She grinned, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
She started swinging herself back and forth again, shaking their branch slightly. Feeling a slight urge to jump off into a backflip, Copperblaze suppressed it. That wouldn't be good for her continued survival, she decided, no matter how much she enjoyed falling.
She grinned, looking over at Skari who had joined her in the upside-down position a few moments ago. "I forgot how much fun this was," she commented, still swinging wildly. Just another thing she'd missed out on while in prison...
'How are these people still walking?'
'...Wait, How are you still walking?'
Honestly, Paz felt like she was well past the verge of.... (AH, sorry, writers block. She's extremely tired, hungry, and walking on her left leg, which is the same side her hip was bruised, is excruciating. It's happened to me more than once, no fun. Anywho, the idea was for Paz to try and pretend like she's fine, since the others don't seem to be showing signs of fatigue, she doesn't want them to see her as weak. This is mainly because of the fact that she's the youngest and smallest of the group, so she doesn't want them to think she's weak. So, at this point, the fumes her body's been running on have run out, so she sort of collapses against the tree, and yeah. So, sorry again, creativity not really flowing right now)
It was kind of awkward, as both of them attempted to sit up and not end up knocking each other over and off their precarious seating. Copperblaze ended up doing a strange butt-scoot, then swing her legs over. She made it, but the momentum nearly sent her crashing down the other side. Luckily, she'd reached out and grabbed the main trunk of the tree. (She wouldn't talk about how Skari had really been her main rescuer.)
As she finally reached a sitting position, she reached away to massage her fingers which hurt from gripping so tightly, and nearly missed Skari's question. "Would I go back to Berk?" she repeated, thinking hard. It wasn't something she'd ever asked herself before. In fact, she realized that she'd been evading the subject by focusing on other things.
"You know, it's hard to say," she finally decided on. "A month ago, I would have said absolutely yes, anything to get away from that prison. But that was before- before I met you," she said, stuttering slightly. "And, uh, and everyone else, of course," she hastily corrected. "On Berk, I never really- really felt like I fit in. Oh sure, I wasn't hated, or disliked even, but it just seemed like no one had any time left for me."
"I had a friend once," came the abrupt statement. "It was the night of a dragon raid, and we ended up in the same corner. That's how we met, and ever since, we were inseparable. Two years later, she moved away, and I never saw her again. And in that time, everyone had already made their friends, and they didn't really have room for more. I just stayed on the outskirts, hoping someone would see me, but no one did."
"Then everyone got old enough, and started racing around on their Nadders and Nightmares, cuddling with their Gronckles and Zipplebacks, and yet again, no one wanted me. I'd meet all the dragons, but they wanted other things. Than me." She took a deep breath. Copperblaze'd never told anyone any of that, but it felt oddly freeing to. She reached behind her and grabbed hold of her foot, a nervous habit she'd picked up somewhere.
"It's just- I don't want to be left behind anymore. And now, here, I'm finally doing something. I'm exploring, I'm thinking, I'm not being the awkward shadow. At home, everyone's probably just forgotten about me. And I don't want that to happen anymore." She looked up at Skari shyly, secretly worried for his reaction.
"I love Berk, I really do, but I don't want to just be forgotten, like Berk forgot me. I want to be living, and the first time I've ever really done that is here, with you. Um, and the rest of everyone here, too."
Copperblaze paused and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "I guess what I'm trying to say here, is no. If I get left behind again, well, I don't know what I'd do, but I know i don't want it to happen. So I won't let it happen," she stated decisively. "Berk isn't my home anymore. And I don't think I want it to be. I want my home to be here."
With you, her mind traitorously added again. Copperblaze blushed, and studiously turned away from Skari's gaze. She couldn't help, though, sneaking looks back at him. To be honest with herself, she was irrationally scared of what he would say. Oh, come on, she told herself. He won't just- forget about me. Right?
((Maaaaagghhh I was so busy yesterday and this RP exploded again!!! I swear it's like when I'm on and have free time nothing's happened, but when I get super busy for a while this happens-- 20+ new posts... ))
She followed everyone else into the tunnel network after Topaz and Skari had done their own adventuring in some of the tunnels. She just wandered as she pleased, and when they came to an area covered with trees, she headed for one near immediately. But, instead of climbing, she just sat down at the bottom of it. Slightly overhearing Skari and Copper's conversation got her thinking...
'Ha... I'm not even sure my home COUNTS as a 'home'. It's more like an island-sized prison that you can't escape from. Oh wait, that's exactly what it is. Berk isn't much better if you aren't a native, or at least a Peaceable. I'm neither. So I guess I do have to call Outcast Island my home by default.' She thought.
"Thanks," Copperblaze said quietly, letting a small smile escape her lips. She guessed that it would be hard for everyone, just starting over, but she couldn't wait. No one would know her as the shy, awkward girl who was always just a few steps behind the pack, and that was how she liked it.
The smile changed from a small upturn of her mouth to a full-blown grin as Skari assured her that he would stay. With a wink, he dropped down onto another branch, but Copperblaze took in a moment to marvel at the sun setting in a gorgeous haze of red, pink, and gold. She blinked. She hadn't realized it had gotten so late! Wow, time really flew.
She swung down to meet Skari, then sent him a cheeky smirk. "Race?" she offered, dropping a few more feet. He sent a grin to match hers, and picked up his pace.
A minute later, Copperblaze touched down at the bottom, just a millisecond after Skari. She wiped a hint of sweat off her face, then put her cloak back on. She'd taken it off to climb the tree, because she didn't want anything to happen to it. It was a Snoggletog gift from her favorite grandmother, after all, and Copperblaze would have hated for it to get torn.
Skari picked up his torch, by then only a few embers burning, Copperblaze picked up her bag and spear, and they trekked back into the darkness of the caves.
Oh, no. This... wasn't good. A two-foot high wall of water raced towards them. It may not have seemed like a lot, but it was plenty to sweep them away into areas unknown.
Copperblaze registered all that in a split second, then turned and followed Skari 's lead. "Stay together, guys!" she called back to the rest of their group. "We don't want to get split up!"
Successfully seeing everyone else racing along beside her, she turned her head back to the front, not that it did her any good. Any light had vanished in the setting of the sun, and Skari 's nonexistent torch would clearly be no help.
Her sense of direction was normally pretty good, but the near-panic as they raced towards an exit, any exit, was almost enough to quash it.
Come on, come on, she begged, hoping for anything that would take them out of the cave system. No, not that tunnel, that one leads to the ruin room-! she frantically remembered. She tried feeling along the walls, and would have sighed with relief when she found an opening, if she had any room in her brain left for that.
"This way!" Copperblaze yelled desperately. Please, let this work...
The tunnel she'd chosen was narrow, and led in an upward slop. She hoped that would be a good sign.
The six Vikings emerged into torrential rainfall. It had been so calm only a few moments ago, what had happened? A surprise burst, that was what, she thought wryly. At least those tended to be over quickly.
She turned around, still having the residual panic in her system. It was leaving, but slowly. Very slowly. Copperblaze's heart was still racing, threatening to explode out of her chest.
Finding an overhang, she monitored the rest of the Vikings to shelter under it. It wasn't much, but it would do. For now.
Finally, Copperblaze's rapidly beating heart had calmed down, at least somewhat. The rain couldn't get to them inside the overhang, but outside was still a torrential downpour. Her cloak was soaked- okay, her everything was soaked. Copperblaze groaned. She hated getting wet.
Going through the tedious process of wringing out all her clothing, it was several minutes before she had the chance to look up again. While everything she was wearing was still wet and clinging to her skin uncomfortably, at least it wasn't dripping water anymore, for which she was grateful. Re-tying her hair in its customary ponytail, she looked out of the overhang and blinked, gaping.
It wasn't raining anymore? Seriously? She actually felt affronted at how nature had just decided to play with them like that. "Well, if you're going to have a rainstorm, at least make it a good one!" she half-complained, getting a few weird looks from the Vikings around her.
While the rain may have stopped, all of its effects certainly hadn't. The ground was still soaked and muddy, for one, and the trees around them were still dripping. The water was now trickling down from the ceiling, and seeming to hit her precisely on her forehead no matter where she moved, so she decided to step outside. Avoiding the water trickling down over the edge of the overhang, of course.
Successfully making the leap onto a large rock so her feet wouldn't get wet and muddy again, she surveyed the clearing. It was a valley, with one high side and one comparatively low side. Several trees bordered the edges, and a small stream cut through one corner.
Wait- there was a dark shape huddled in another small shelter. Leaping from rock to rock, Copperblaze eventually reached it, then realized her spear had been forgotten in the overhang. She took a deep breath, and hoped it wasn't a vicious animal out to maul her.
The creature moved out of the shadows, then bounded over to her. Copperblaze sighed with relief. It was Bumbles! Who knew what he'd been doing, but at least he was safe. The excitable Gronckle rolled over, and smiling, Copperblaze gave him the customary belly scratches. It had been quite a day, she mused, but what was life without excitement? A pretty boring one, she decided, still grinning.
When Sylvan realized the tunnel was flooding, she bolted like heck for shelter. She slid under the overhang and pressed back under it as far as she could. And then she was nearly trampled as Bumbles bounded over and Copper started doting on him again.
Suddenly, the tunnels were flooded. Lupus bolted for an exit and made it out along with the others. Then Bumble came out before them and rolled onto Lupus's feet. She was frozen in shock. There was a dragon on her feet. They were on her feet. "Okay, Bumbles please get off my feet please." She said slowly starting to back away.
When Sylvan noticed the predicament Lupus was in, she was tempted to go help, but she didn't want a couple tons of Gronkle flattening her.
'And if I'm too pushy, I might trigger it...' She thought, sighing. 'Oh well.... Lupus looks more freaked out than hurt.'
Kerbooming crakle (or whatever you think thunder sounds like)
Paz bolted upright with a start, then laid back against the tree just as quickly when her hip started hurting. Actually, her whole body was ore, but the hip was most noticible. The next thing that was most noticable was that she was wet. Then the cold sensation began to creep on her as she became more and more aware. As the memories all flooded back to her again, she didn't even have the energy to be mad at the others for leaving her. She just back against the tree, waiting for either the storm to pass or for her to die. Or both, really. (she may be overdramatizing the whole thing. Meh)
Little did she know that there was someone in the trees above her, now also fully awake and aware of her presence.
Copperblaze laughed as she separated the slightly freaked out Lupus and the overexcitable Gronckle known as Bumbles. Sitting back and rubbing his belly again, she watched the other four Vikings go about their post-thunderstorm business. Wait, hold on, four? That didn't sound right...
She counted again. Herself, obviously, Skari was watching contemplatively from a distance, Lupus was recovering from a Gronckle 'attack', Katla was who-knows-where, and Sylvan was also staying on the outskirts. Yep, still one missing... Copperblaze shot upright, blinking. "Paz!" she exclaimed.
Curious at the sudden outburst, the other Viking looked over. "Have you seen her anywhere? I thought she was with us, but where did she go?"
No one knew. The five looked at each other, each wondering if another knew, but no response came. Copperblaze's resolve hardened. "We've got to find her," she declared. "Who knows what happened to her? She might still be in the tunnels, and if so, there's no telling what danger she could be in."
Copperblaze was nearly ready to march to the tunnels on her own, but decided it would be no good if two of the members got lost. "Come on," she started. "Let's make a plan."
"I'll check the tunnels," Copperblaze immediately volunteered. While sloshing through water definitely seemed unappealing, trudging through thick mud sounded even more so. She also wanted to look more at the ruins- with the discovery of the hatchery, she didn't get much chance to see. There was also the possibility that the water had dispelled some of the heat, making the room less unbearable...
A few minutes later, Copperblaze was regretting her decision. The water was at least a foot high, if not more, and moving in it felt like moving through sap, slow and awkward. While it was now day outside, the caves were still pitch-black, and Skari couldn't find any more matches. The Vikings were left to stumble in darkness, looking desperately for something that they weren't sure was even there.
"Paz?" yelled Copperblaze. "Paz! Where are you?" The others soon took up the call, and soon the tunnels were nothing but a cacophony of noise. "Shh!" she said, trying to listen. "I can't hear." Now it was deathly silent, and Copperblaze didn't know which she preferred better.
Her hand, on the wall so she wouldn't get lost, suddenly hit blank air. Wait a second, she thought, rearranging the landscape in her mind. We left the tunnel the same way we came in, and the exit to the garden was on the left, which is now our right, so maybe-
"This way!" Copperblaze called back. "It goes to that garden, and maybe Paz got lost there?" It was a long shot, but any lead was a good one. Hoping it would lead her to Paz, she led the group up into the light.
((Sorry I made it day now, I just felt like it made more sense. Let's just say the above scenes were after we went to sleep and woke up.))
The crack of thunder grabbed a certain Nadder's attention too, only she had a completely different reaction.
"Would you go bother someone else? I've had enough of Skrills for one day."
Suddenly, a movement at the trunk of the tree she was taking shelter in caught her eye. Instinctually, she immediately went into defense mode, even shooting a spine next to the object to give it a good scare. After the initial reaction, closer inspection revealed that whatever it was had already gone back to sleep.
"Stupid deer, don't even know when danger is right above them."
Settling down to go back to sleep, the smaller-than-average dragon almost drifted to unconseousness when the wind changed direction, bringing the deer's scent her way.
And that's when she realized...
"Waaaaaait... That's not a deer!"
Her interest piqued, the mint green Nadder made a hop of her perch and began an inspection of this mysterious being. From the mental description she was making in her head, it appeared to be one of those contrversial humans that the elders would tell stories about and that any passing guests would talk about with annoyance, and somtimes even hate. Okay, actually, hate was used a lot more than annoyance. Either way, those were the only references to go on since she hadn't ever seen on first hand.
'Anywho, this one seemed to be a lot smaller than the ones the guests would claim to take on. Maybe it's a hatchling? If that was the case, wouldn't its mom be taking care of it, not leaving it by itself in the cold rain? Speaking of which, it's probably not liking this weather much. What do I do with it?'
Contemplating, the dragon had come up with several different solutions.
1) Just leave it like she found it.
2) Kill the thing before it had the chance to do any damage.
3) Move it to a drier location, and then leave it.
Option three seemed like the most humane thing to do, considering it would be an insult to the elders to leave a human to just lay out in the rain like that, possibly getting it sick. However, when she went to grab the thing with her claws, it made a yelp of pain in its sleep. Realizing that she was clamping over an injury of some sort, the Nadder repostioned and then took off to a nearby cavern that she knew well.
"Must have been considered too weak to keep with them. Makes sense, it happens all the time."
Dropping the small being off to the dropoff point, she then returned to her sleeping spot, not giving the recent event a second thought.
((Okay, just so we're clear, Minty can't actually talk, I'm just expressing her thoughts. Also, the dropoff point was that cavern that Paz found earlier, and I probably won't bring Minty up again for a while))
Emerging from the tunnel, Copperblaze was surprised to notice a mint green Nadder regarding a sleeping Paz. Torn between rescuing Paz and not startling the Nadder, she froze in her tracks, unwilling to do either. Then the Nadder started to pick Paz up in its claws, and Copperblaze was jolted into action.
"Wait, hey! Stop!" she called, but it was too late; the Nadder was already taking off, still holding the sleeping Viking. She scrambled up the steep side of the garden area, desperate to at least do something. All she was able to do, though, was catch a glimpse of the Nadder swooping down, then a few seconds later leaving. She couldn't tell where Paz was, but she didn't look like she was still with the Nadder.
A few seconds later, the rest of their group joined her at the top. Copperblaze could see a big, grassy plain stretching out in front of them, and pointed vaguely to the direction the Nadder had gone. "She went that way," she stated weakly, still in slight shock.
What had happened? She couldn't remember the last time a dragon had carried off an unwilling Viking, she didn't think it even happened anymore, after the ending of the dragon war. "That is not normal," she muttered, thinking out loud. "Why would the Nadder do that?"
What I posted happened the previous night, aren't you guys searching in the morning?
When I had written Paz's POV earlier, it was parallel to you guy's time frame. Then Stormy had you guys search until morning, which is where you guys are now. My next post will be in the present, and yes, Paz is not at the campsite.
((Ok, and NOW Im assuming you guys are bringing in your dragons right?))
Sylvan watched as everyone mildly freaked about not having Topaz with the group.
'I hope she wasnt stuck in the tunnel...' she thought. 'Otherwise......'
Then Copperblaze decided to go back in to look for her.
"Oh come on!!! The tunnel could still be flooded! And even if its not, the tunnel COULD STILL flood!" she sighed in a low tone to herself.
I just thought I'd let Minty make a quick cameo appearance. My character won't meet her consciously for a little while longer.
'Cold again... Why do I always have to wake up cold? Rave, I am looking at you!'
(I'm kidding, she didn't think that last part, sadly. No forth-wall breaking over here)
Of course, there was also the hunger and dull ache all over her body, but she seems to always notice the temperature first. Huh.
"Freedom is overrated." She mumbled under her breathe. Out loud, she then added, "I mean really, first our boat gets flipped, then, I get chased through some dark underground tunnels, which was freaky, into a huge... ominous... cavernhowdidIgethere!"
Staring at the very familiar rock lined hole in the ground, Paz comtemplated freaking out again.
"You know what, this is stupid. I don't know what's going on anymore, and my life is probably only going to get weirder from here on out."
With that she limped out of the cavern again and made her way to the campsite.
Copperblaze looked at the ground again. So Paz had been here, then a Nadder for some reason had flown her away, but where? And why? She didn't think that dragons even carried Vikings away anymore, and from the looks of the ground, there hadn't been any kind of struggle. So what had happened?
"It looks like a Nadder picked Paz up and took her somewhere," Copperblaze explained, still bemused. "She was definitely here, but- now she's not. We don't know where she is, we don't know why she's there, and we don't know how to find her. Any questions?" she asked sarcastically. "Yep? Well, me too."
Copperblaze was frustrated. They were so close to finding Paz, yet so far at the same time. What could they do? They couldn't fly, couldn't track a flying dragon, couldn't search all the places on the island- the list went on and on.
She looked over at the tall tree on the edge of the garden, and shrugged. It was as good a plan as any, considering there was no real place to start. At least she'd be able to see better, she decided.
Halfway up the tree, Copperblaze's mind was significantly clearer, but she still had no idea what to do. She went higher, deciding to push her limits, and a minute later was further than she'd ever gone before.
And wow, was it breathtaking. She was almost touching the fluffy clouds above her, and she could see all the way to the edge of the island. Well, she could, if the mountains weren't blocking her way. She sat there for a while, just staring and collecting her thoughts, when she was startled to notice a small dot making its clumsy way towards her.
Wait... "Bumbles?" Copperblaze asked incredulously. How had he found her up there? She quickly went back down the tree, and met him on the ground. "No scratches now, Bumbles, we're in the middle of something important. Paz went missing, and we've got to find her."
Bumbles immediately started getting excited. "No, we need to search now-" she broke off. Bumbles was pacing back and forth, walking away, then looking back expectantly. Hang on, weren't Gronckles supposed to be good smellers? Not as good as a Tracker Class dragon, obviously, but better than average, and the Vikings certainly wouldn't be any good. Right now, Bumbles was their best shot.
"Well then, lead on, Bumbles," she grinned. Finally, a way! And with luck, Paz would soon be found.
Y'all deserted my character at the garden when the storm hit. You guys went into the tunnels to weather it out. Then, in the middle of the night, I got abducted by unnamed Nadder (aka minty) who dropped me off at a drier spot, which was the cavern that Paz discovered earlier. Later on, the others realize that Paz is missing, so they begin a search that lasts until morning. When Paz wakes up, she has a rant moment, then a freak out moment, then gives up and declares this whole thing insane and walls out.
(I know, it sounds weird explaining it bit just roll with it)
Never mind this accidental double post.
"Um, are you alright?" Copperblaze asked, confused and concerned, as a wet and muddy Skari bent over, panting, in front of her. "What-" she gestured aimlessly at his bedraggled figure- "happened?"
His brief explanation really didn't do anything to un-confuse her, but she'd let it go until a time when they weren't searching for a lost Viking. "We think Paz got carried off by a wild Nadder," she said casually, "but it didn't look like she was struggling. Bumbles is tracking her- he's got a pretty good nose. Not as good as a Tracker Class," she allowed, "but better than anyone else here."
"We should, uh, probably stay together this time," added Copperblaze. She wasn't exactly sure what had happened to Skari, but she didn't think it had involved only a casual stroll.
After checking the campsite to see if anyone was there, Paz then wandered for about 2 more hours before crashing into a pre-existing pathway, which she followed until she came upon the rest of the group. Too wierded out to really explain anything (Her sanity has plummeted and may take a while to restore) She simply strolled up to them like nothing happened and asked, "So, when's lunch? I haven't had anything to eat in about 36 hours, if I'm estimating correctly. Probably not, but whatev'es."
Copperblaze was just slightly confused. Where, exactly, had Paz come from? They search all night, and then she just appears out of nowhere? Okay, she was slightly miffed too, but she'd been searching for hours through mud and muck. She thought she was pretty justified.
And now Skari and Paz were talking about lunch. She would have thought they were crazy, if her own stomach hadn't taken the chance to start growling. "Well, I can't fish," she offered, "but that garden looked like it had some pretty good stuff. Why don't we check out there?"
"And no splitting up this time!" she added jokingly, looking at the mud-covered forms of Paz and Skari. "We've seen what it can do!"
"Well, I found this cavern a couple minutes away from the campsite. It has a freshwater spring that runs through it. Might have some fish in it. Might not. Haven't checked."
She was almost suprised that Skari was going along with it. Almost. It was Skari after all. She was just mostly curious at how the other were going to react...
After the awkwardness was bumped up to 100, Paz could finally think rationally.
"Okayy... Sanity's back for a limited time only, and just long enough to say that considering how long that garden's been around, it's probably fine."
They then set off to satisfy their stomachs.
Her hands on her hips, Copperblaze retorted back. "Well, excuse me, but I came up with that plan. Are you saying that I'm not good at planning?" Her words may have been accusing, but the grin that took up half her face wasn't. "And I wouldn't have made that plan, anyway, if I'd known someone would manage to get a pack of Terrors mad at him," she snarked.
"Anyway, why don't we check that garden out again? It didn't seem completely flooded that last time we saw it. Of course, you've got to remember the second rainstorm that just hit while no one noticed. The garden probably looks like a fishbowl now," she added. Wow, she was feeling really sarcasm-y right then. Must have been the collective insanity catching up to her...
She started out of the clearing where they'd met. "You coming?"