DIRT TRACKS • tag

As the sun slowly began to peak above all else, a glimmer of a yellow hue danced amongst a sea of clouds. He shifts out of his resting place and maneuvers into camp. Boredom was consuming his thoughts right now, and he couldn’t help but simply wish to sleep. However, he knew he had already slept a large majority of the day away. This was not an appropriate way to spend all of his time, and thus the domestic cat would wrack his brain for ideas. A patrol sounded less than ideal, and hunting typically bored him more. The elder members were taken care of, and Firefly was resting. There wasn’t much else to do, and he had exasperated all hope until…

He turned and looked out into the camp, just before noticing how bored the younger members looked. A giant grin fell upon his face as he finally had an idea. He would host a game of tag, which was sure to get the spirits of everyone up! Rushing in, Corrupttimelines would tap the first person he saw. “You’re it!” he bellowed, just before whipping around and sticking his tongue out in a playful taunt. Secretly, he hoped the children would join. It would be an excellent bonding experience for everyone, and it was an expert boredom cure.

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