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OOC sad Sorry for being so slow.)

It was hard to think right, but even still- the grey winged one's plan seemed decent enough to try.
Sprinting over to the branch, as fast as she could (and knowing Tithe, it was pretty fast. Despite wind and rain), she jumped up in the air and tackled it, full impact. She felt the splinters go through her mangled fur and into her skin, but the last thing she needed was a dead friend. She fell to the ground and felt a sting and then a burn, in the side embossed by wood chips. To her suprise, the trunk moved considerably off of Dimi's upper body and was now more over her rump, Tithe had just rotated it outwards, but at least the full weight of the tree wasn't on Dimi. She should be much easier to pull out.

There was a sudden crack and thump as Tithe cem flying into the tree, then thumped to the ground. The tree rolled enough off of Dimi that she could breathe easy now. She clawed and swam with her paws now less sunk into the mud. She let go of Masao's hair and twisted her body in hte mud to put her own paws against the large tree. Push! I must push! With renewed confidance and energy Dimi braced her muscles againsts the tree. The very least this could do was cause her latter half to slip out form under the tree and the mud.
Thinking more clearly now, Dimi shouted to hte others nearby, "I think i can almost get out now! I just need a little help rolling the log away!"
It was difficult to hid the nervous excitement in Dimi's voice as she was near freedom from this harrowing experience.

Skimoyake had fallen into formation obediently as they started their journey to the caves. It didn’t take long though for the group to be halted by Dimi’s sudden disappearance. She came back with a small pink kuniku who was quite unusual- she had wings. He had always thought that only pups had wings but this female appeared to be full grown. Hers were also closer to butterfly wings, were pups had feathered. Burying the questions he wanted to ask her in the back of his mind they continued on inland. It didn’t take long for a feathery missile to fall in the midst of their group- disorienting them until it spoke. Yet another kuniku with strange attributes had joined them now.

Shimoyake was actually slightly glad that they were being interrupted as they were. It meant that there were less kuniku who were still stranded by the storm. Shaking his head again to remove his hair from his eyes he took in their bedraggled group. It was a sorry and yet heart warming sight; that so many could come together to help each other survive.

As if to test this thought, a sharp bolt of lightning came down and struck a nearby tree. The group scattered. Shimo himself had gotten quite far before slipping in the mud. Pulling himself out of the quicksand like ground- with some help from his ability- he tried heading back to were they had scattered. It took him a while, for the surrounds looked the same in the storm, but he found the fallen tree and several of the others. Confused by what they were doing, it soon dawned on him the situation when he got closer. Dimi was trapped under said tree and everyone was trying to help her out. They had seemed to get it mostly off of her, but it was still trapping her. Running up, he put all his weight into his thrust of the trunk close to her. It moved, but not by much. He backed up again for another assault on the object- not thinking of the pain currently running through his shoulder.

Tithe was overjoyed as she saw how many kuniku were attempting to help Dimi out. That certainly made it easier. Masao's gentle smile helped her realize that maybe this storm was actually a mistake of the Oni King, as it seemed to make the bonds between all the kuniku on the island stronger. By now, she was next to Shimoyake, who's shoulder pain she could relate to, and still ramming the side of the tree. Tithe soon stopped doing this because of the shooting pain from her bleeding shoulder, and tried a less aggressive way of pushing the tree, more consistently.

Then Duh, she remembered she had another shoulder, although sore- her other side wasn't nearly as pain-laden. She kept on ramming, and with the help of Shimo, good progress was made, the tree was practically off Dimi.
So close.

Masao felt the tree move beneath the combined weight of the Kuniku. Dimi should be able to get free now. He trudged away from the sticky mud, feeling utterly exhausted. But there was no time for rest; he had to lead them towards the caves. Well, Dimi was out now.

Lifting his head, Masao looked around, searching for the figures of the others. They were mostly milling about, still rather confused by the whole fiasco. “Let’s go!” He shouted to get their attention.

He began to move in the direction the caves were in, going slowly at first and looking over his shoulder at the others every few steps. They couldn’t afford to rest, the storm was too much of a danger.

Ori sighed with both physical and mental relief as the tree finally rolled off the green one, putting a paw up to massage his sore shoulder - before being blown off course again by the howling winds. Snapping his wings back tight to his back, Ori set off after the others, misted eyes dimly seeing the caves in the distance. It seemed a long way down... and his wings couldn't save him if he fell now...

It took at least another half hour of hard walking through mud and rain before they reached the cave. The ground had become rockier and more elevated as the moved along, causing little streams to be created which made it more difficult to navigate. It was slow going. Masao was constantly stopping to make sure everyone was still together, especially the smallest members to the group.

A stand of pines marked the entrance the cave. Masao led them all beneath the tall trees and off to the side where there was a crack in the face of a small cliff. Lightning spiked across the sky and hail came down with the rain. “It’s here."

A narrow passage opened up into a cavern that could comfortably hold them all. It was pitch black inside and Masao stumbled on a rock as he entered the wider space. “Careful.” He called back and then made his way over to the far wall. Hopefully the little white creature could make some light.

Tithe was quite relieved that they had finally reached the cave, and limped there accordingly. The large stiff splinters were loged deeper than she thought, but were easy to grab and pull out. And winced as a narrow stream of blood gently trickled from each indentation in her flesh. Really helping to muddy-up her already matted fur. The blood didn't continue flowing after a few minutes, and Tithe felt the pain no more.

She wasn't really sure what happened in the last few hours, but she was glad everyone was safe. It seemed like the longest few-yards of her life.

Tithe collapsed on the cold floor and nuzzled up near the feet of whoever was closest to her, which happened to be Emil.
She was so tired, mentally and physically.
She just wanted to sleep. Whatever the little fox had to say could wait.
After all, what did it matter when Tithe was virtually useless now anyway?

The subtle warmth emiting from Emil's fur helped her fall into quite a deep sleep. After all, she was now as close as one kuniku can physically get to another, and the thought itself seemed so soft, so gentle, so..warm.

Something that she hadn't felt like she had in forever, since this storm was like an eternity.