"Swift, get out of there!" Lexx loomed over the dice. "I need you to track!" He added furiously.
Swiftpaw didn't take long to weigh which was worse, the wrath of Lexx or the unknown. He quickly vacated Rook's pouch. The winged fox darted off into the darkness until he was out of Lexx's sight. Then he stopped for a moment of panicked panting to get his bearings.
Crackling and crunching sounds surrounded the fox. Nearby, he could hear the roaring of some large creature and other squealing noises.
