{SE} {open} running with the pod

A panther in the night, a fire burning bright. Ray tried to keep a handle on her bearings as she was tossed around. "Oh jeez." She yelped at a particularly harsh throw. "I'm relatively ok. But making sure that I stay vatical and not flipping around would be amazing. I'm getting a little dizzy." She called down, both to Arialla and the encantados. Ray still wasn't sure how much human speech the encantados knew and didn't want to insult them by leaving them out of a discussion about their own actions. Another harsh throw knocked some of the wind out of her. "Ok. Never mind. Can we play a different game that doesn't include me being thrown haphazardly please?" This was like riding a drunk horse. Fun at first but then...no so much. r a y The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. —Albert Camus