Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-31049256-20170810165806

(Doc, Ant) Maria twists her rod nervously in her hand, "I-it was my MW. She chose me, so I learned to use her."

Meanwhile, on the tent roof Lilrava's face heats up at the sights of the silhouettes and sounds she's hearing. She thinks about leaving, but can't seem to tear her eyes away from the sight.

Her whole being is sucked into the moment before her, whatever is going on now reaching it's crescendo from how Antoinette sounds to her oversensitive ears. She is so focused that she doesn't notice as a random hawk flies nearby...

...and crashes directly into the back of her head. The collision knocks her off balance and she falls. Instinctively she pulls out a knife and cuts a whole into the roof of the tent as she falls through to prevent bringing the whole structure down, and she lands on her stomach directly next to the pair.