Chapter 4: Continuity
Yeah, It's kinda short. It doesn't matter though, does it?
Blitz was still trying to find another tension point in the ice. He wasn't cold, but he was out of breath from the chase. If he couldn't get through the ice soon, he'd drown. Eventually, he burst out of the lake and onto the shore, gasping for air. He lay in the snow for a while, trying to get his bearings. He was aware of the fox still walking across the ice towards him. He got up and ran back into the forest without looking back. Fox looked to his side and the toad that was panting from having to run round the entire lake. His gaze drifted back to the forest.
"Fetch the heat-seeking-tranquillizer-cluster-launcher thing that you invented last week." Slippy rolled his eyes.
It took about five minutes for Slippy to get past the lake and back again. He returned with what looked like a combination of a bazooka and a gattling gun. Taking aim, Fox locked onto the red heat signature dashing through the trees.
Blitz ran on, despite the whizzing of the heat seeking darts behind him.
"Man, I hate those things!" muttered the normally laid-back wolf. He had a plan, though. He wove in and out of the trees until he ran straight towards one of them.
"He is absolutely insane! He's running into a tree!" said Fox looking through his thermal binoculars.
At the last moment, Blitz jumped and bounced off the tree. Half of the darts embedded themselves in the tree. The other half were smart enough to pull up, but not smart enough. Immediately, Blitz threw himself into the snow and his heat signature faded. The darts were confused. Most of them exploded, but the rest locked onto another tree and stuck there. Blitz opened an eye and lifted himself out of the snow.
"Bravo," came a piercing, yet incredibly calm voice. Blitz didn't have time to turn around. He felt the sting of 10000 volts as a taser slammed into his back. He winced, and fell.