Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160720133828/@comment-5543592-20160721221446

Randall cut one last bit of net, and the lithely slipped through the gap he'd made, arms held straight up in the air so that his shoulders would go through. He landed, made for cover of one of the huts on silent, quick, and then vanished from sight.

The dingo whined as it's master left it's sight, but seemed more at ease since their was space in the net now.