Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-28718853-20170813223950

(Scorn) Rix's eyes narrow and her fires burn bright with anger. She shows off her sharp teeth to Armata and snarls, "You do so much as cause a scratch to anyone of us, then you will know what the wrath of hell feels like!"

She looks toward her aunt and mother by the edge of the beach.

Forjod rests against the side of Rix's neck and mutters, "I don't know if such threats are going to put a dent in him. He's already shown it at Cire's wedding."