Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20191017114648/@comment-31296352-20191024020415

“Ahh, so a pack rivalry, that’s what’s going on here.” Maxon said, stepping out from behind the tree, retrieving his helm from the ground.

“Listen, you don’t have to carry me, we’re not that far from where the coach was, so I should be able to find my way back….” Maxon paused when he spotted his arrow still embedded through her left wing. “Yeesh, but yeah, let me take a look at that wing, I think I still have some bandages.” He said, fishing through his pack.

“T-twelve gold!? But…..but we failed, didn’t we?” Caelia asked as she stood, still regaining her senses from the ordeal she was just in.