Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32339712-20170620061713/@comment-24934423-20170624035822

The Wurm briefly looks towards where the voice came from. She then rips off another bear leg, grabs Victor's hand and leads him back quickly, leaving the carcass behind.

"Mew?~" From overhead, a Werecat mewed. She looked down at the Order soldier and smiled. "What purrfect timing.~"