Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180709061251/@comment-30655593-20180725081724

''The creature would near instantly grab Whiskey by the waste and burst from the wooden roof, flying away. Down below the Aaron would watch the two fly away, silently. It's fists formed so tightly that they started to ooze a deep black, thick liquid. Considering it almost found Whiskey the first time, he may not have been so lucky the second... So this was probably the best outcome. ''