After the storm was over Bonnie crawled out of the cave she was hiding from the storm. Luckily for her a tree branch blocked the entrance to the cave, keeping most of the water out. She came out being cautions of the water that was deep enough to cover her paws when she heard a faint scream. Her ears perked towards the direction of the scream. She heard it again and turned her head towards the directioon. She heard another scream and she ran towards the direction.
She ran to a hill and looked down to see Sid dangling on vines trying to cut himself free.
"What are you doing?," Bonnie said.
"What does it look like I'm doing? Trying to get free!,"
"You'll kill yourself,"
"Come on. I'm a sloth. I know how to do these things,"
"Clearly you don't,"
Sid ignored her and kept trying to righten himself.
" I wouldn't lean there. … Or there…. Or, you know what just don't try to lean on anything,"
"Do you mind? I'm trying to concentrate,"
"Maybe, but cutting the vines won't help you."
Sid was cutting the last vine.
"And why not?,"
"Because there's still a big drop there,"
"What?!,"
The vine snapped and Sid fell screaming. He fell into a thorn bush unable to wiggle his way out without getting pricked by thorns. The wolf pup slide down the hill laughing. Sid screamed. Bonnie growled angerily when she got to the bottom.