Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20161107022407/@comment-27950421-20180311014217

Ambre, leens on my head, "Are they gonna die?"

I shrug, "Meh, even if they do, I already got the paper work lined out in hell to bring them back."

Ambre raises an eyebrow, "Do they know that?"

I grin, "Nope!"

Ambre sighs, "You're a cruel man Master."

The Lord of the Forest glares up into the tree and paces beneath the tree, it's at this time that the two notice that it's dorsal spikes seemed to have returnes back it's previous size after it fired that blast. It looks the two of them in the eye when it does both of them feel a roiling wave of anger seeming to eminate from it, along with that anger the sensation of the bones of something small and weak being crushed between it's fangs.