Cedar could keep running, but they ran out of bugs to punch. Their mind whirs as they glance around for something to swing or throw or stab with and—OH! STICKS!!
They grab a stick as tall as they are and let out a warrior scream as they run back toward the swarm, swinging the stick over their head the whole way.
MEMORY: Getting Sorted
They grab a stick as tall as they are and let out a warrior scream as they run back toward the swarm, swinging the stick over their head the whole way.