[worldjacking - enter the elephant graveyard]

[swinging_cat]

[so, that was a long and rather tiring trip, which is doubly no fun when your joints are still acting up. The sun's more than halfway under the horizon by now, and it's getting tougher to see in the darkness. Due to hearing voices all day, Cheetor's a little more jumpy and irritable, but he perks up when he sees the big, odd shapes looming up in the gloom and fog. Or steam. Or whatever it is.]

Hey, all right! About time.

[jumps up onto what looks like a dead tree and tries to look through the haze with no success. But big, overshadowing objects! That's good shelter, right? Jumps back down and joins the others.]

How's this? Better than those scrawny trees, right?