You slam your eyes shut and begin to roll. You feel out of control completely as you feel more and more forest debris cling to you and stab you and make your whole rolling experience very upsetting. You slam into a few trees here and there, but you wiggle your body around them and keep rolling and rolling through the forest. You are really hoping it all works out for the best, but each stab of various twigs on the forest floor reminds you that it will probably not end up being very okay at all.

You cannot do anything at all but roll.

You choose to keep rolling and think about…

• …water and how lovely and necessary it is and how much it would help right now.
• …that time you ate a leaf that looked like your paw.