Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170503201038/@comment-31595069-20170503212237

As Elizabeth Engaged Vulf, the smell of Whisky's blood wafts in his nose. "Yes! Yes! Wounded prey!" He suddenly locks eyes on Whiskey. "A quick tally to my hunt! Can that prey fight when its leg is evicerated! They always fight back with such ferocity when cornered!" He laughed as he suddenly ran to Whiskey.

"Whiskey! Watch it!" Elizabeth ran in his path and began to stop him. Damn man was considering this as an actual hunt now. "Ah! The female defends the prey! Strong! But the trophy is mine!" His strength and speed soon grew as he engaged Elizabeth once again. The smell of blood urging him on now.

"Warriors! Cut his legs! Cut his arms! Make him cornered like a beast! Then the prey might have more bite!" Vulf called out his order.