

Saving Throw Antoine looked down through the entrance of the freedom fighters base and remembered how long it had taken to build. He and his father had dug this place with their sweat and shovels, vowing to use it as a base for secret military operations. They hadnt gotten a chance to use it together, though. Antoines father had dedicated his life to fighting for his country, and in the end, that was how he lost it. Half finished, the two-room base was already housing five animals. The base belonged to Antoine, and he said it could house no more. The cat had to go. AnSaving Throw


Rally FlagIt was late morning in the great forest, and the world was quiet. A few flickys were still singing to the tune of trees rustling in the wind, and the sky was a warm tint of autumn blue. The overall picture was hardly affected by the harried and weather-beaten cat that hurried between the trees, clutching a lump of something heavy. An animal hurrying home to Knothole from a morning jog, perhaps. But the scene was a bit more affected by the rather large and evil looking menace crashing his egg shaped machine through the canopy. Rally couldnt help but a slight sense of peace as she ran blindly for her life through unfamiliar territorRally Flag


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One small change can often affect a myriad of things. One common example is the change from a single butterfly flapping its wings. If the flap of the offending butterfly didnt happen to be in the script, the way that things were meant to be then one small distance is created from the normal course of things. That small, small difference turns out to be just the slightest bit bigger the next time you look, and only gets bigger as time goes on. The world will never be the same because of it. This time around, that seemingly small change does make all the difference. All the difference in the world. Speci