The medicine that I used to stop my ankle from hurting wear off halfway back to the waterfall and my ankle gives out ( in other words I fall)
Kris: *Hits some oddly-angled wind and loses altitude* Dammit! *Steers himself towards the bedroom window, which is coincidentally open and flies right inside through it*
(Yeah, I brought you there ) Kris: Agh, yeah... *Gets up, pushing the recently-knocked over closet door off of him* Yeah, it's me.
(the Kat never left) Chris: *laughs* he found me *holds his kat up* he was chewing on my shoe laces... Why you be thinking you a dawg!
Kris: Ugh, yeah, I'm fine. I'll need to fix that afterwards, though... So how do you like my house? Well, it's more like a glorified cabin, but still... It's home.