Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161213033706

HEy what? Are you guys missing me that badly? )

Cire trudges into the glade, his steps forming into the wet earth. Bit by bit, he approaches something that catches his eye.

A human village.

Unwittingly, Cire's toothy mouth curl into a smile. The smell of blood, coursing in the veins of such living beings... made him want to splatter them out of their fleshy prison..

His hands shaking, his steps begin to hasten. He lifts his claws.

Brings it down on an innocent sheep.

=SHAKkkkk!=



Lila: Isn't it obvious? For dear old Cire, that's who! (ears pick) Hmm?