Fuzzy Terrain

Wait, did my arm just twitch on its own? I blinked, shook off the stiffness, and gave my right hand a quick test rotation. Smooth as lightning! The ground beneath me isn't flat training ground—it’s a dense, tangled forest of tall beige carpet fibers. Curious, I leaned forward and clamped my hand around one stubborn loop of yarn, giving it a playful tug. It sprang right back. Okay, not hostile, just extremely fuzzy. I dug my boots firmly into the plush tufts, grinning at the fact that I'm officially up and moving.#ninjago