Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32404158-20170722212550/@comment-32404158-20170728042244

(And seven or eight more are crammed into the living room of a pissed off lumberjack.)

"Where's your alpha?", i demanded. My door was blocked, and the windows were barricaded.S ome of them giggled, others shifted slightly. It didn't help that they were all but naked. Okay. Plan K, kick some ass and get answers. I smashed the lantern. In the nearly pitch lighting, I couldn't see very well, but neither could they. I Riddick style ghosted three, not killing them, just taking them out of the equation.

"I'm not gonna ask again. Where's the alpha?", I asked before i took down another. They were sniffing the air and listening intently, but there's only so much they can do when they can't see. I was outside before they realized they were four fewer in numbers.