Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20161107022407/@comment-27950421-20180217205332

With an audiable boing Ambre hops up, lands on Harleys face, and lashes out with a flurry of claw swipes leaving criss crossing slashes all over her face. None cut deep enough to cause serious injury. But they all sting like hell.

Before Harley could react, Ambre had already jumped off and bounded out of reach.

Ambre pops up on near by rock, "Wots wrong puppy? Can' keep up?"