Esper wrote:
Mercury rolled onto his back and sat up holding his head, "Y-yeah... I'm okay, just clumsy." he said, brushing bits of brush from his fur, stopping at his knee with a whine, "Or maybe I've got a few scrapes, Hehe..." the cat chuckled and stood up in a wobbly sort of way. "So it's just ov-" Mercury was interrupted by a bright flash and a loud cracking noise in the distance and was further silenced by a sudden downpour. The cat was still for just a moment before he finally realized the situation, quickly hugging his bag to his tummy to protect it from the rain, "Come on!" he hissed, pulling Travis down the path just as fast as he could, not stopping to enjoy his occasional stumbles and trip-ups.
"Well, let's try to be a little more careful, okay?" she suggested, crossing her arms with a grin.
Then, all quite suddenly, a naturally-sounding loud crackle had spontaneously erupted from a distance, causing her to cringe in surprise just as every strand of her pelt abruptly stood up in immediate reaction. Also unexpected, it didn't take long for the rain to step in, considering that everything's happening quite so fast.
"W-what, hey!" she initially protested, a natural, recurring reflex toward the unexpected, as Mercury tugged at her beside his trail.
Despite her slight trifling unease at this, she knew that it was the best course of action to take considering the hasty storm. Her scent became partially limited due to the severity of the rain. According, she began to rely on her sight, cautiously supervising over her footing and frontal view with one paw clutching the borrowed Gatsby cap down, leveling with her temple.
If not for this sudden shift of events, she would've forgotten the discomfort of trudging through muddy slopes brimming with brambles and fallen branches. All of which that was blanketed by the alluring serenity of the woodlands, now discarded, that previously caught Travis off guard. The very same notion that had waned her sharp senses.
Dashing downward through the hiking trail, she questioned the distance that ran between them, and the nearest open-air pavilion.
"Mercury," she called out, insisting on stopping in their tracks as her speed decreased.
"Hold on!"