Clover attempts to get out of her hammock quietly, her hoof catching on the heavy fabric as she slips forward, falling onto the floor with a loud THUMP.
Ow. -1 HP.
She's pretty sure that she ruined her stealth chances with that one. It wasn't really the fall that got her; more so the sudden stop.
Returning to her hooves, Clover scans the room. It's much darker than it was before she went to bed. Lightning strikes in the distance as she trots forward to the stairway, but stops.
It's definitely louder, and she feels uneasy. Is… is it coming towards her? She isn't sure. She definitely hears loud thumping below, but it's not coming towards the stairs.