Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170503201038/@comment-31595069-20170503232816

Vulf begins to cough blood as Mek and Whiskey plunge their weapons into his body. One of his hands were now useless, blind and he smelled his own melted flesh...He loved every second of it.

"The hunt is only over if the Hunter or the Prey die! Waste no time for words!" He roared as he used his good arm to slash around, and used his arm to flail at them. And he did it with a howl.