Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32339712-20170620061713/@comment-24934423-20170702214745

After about a minute, the Wurm leaps out the stream, the droplets she scatters glittering in the moonlight as they fall. With a single powerful movement of her neck, she whips her hair once, sending a second shower of lights into the air. Clean of any blemish, she slithers back to Victor and starts to cuddle with him.

The Werewolf puppy whined, fear making her eyes dilate as she stares at the knife in the soldier's hand. Mama Werewolf takes notice and flings the Werecat at him, clonking their heads together pretty hard in the process.