Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-28358106-20171107004036

(S9/Lil/Gab) Tirush listens with what can only be described as skepticism, her head tilted back slightly. "Strength is not the measure of a person, yes? So few are the Firebearers, and I may be the last, but I am the strongest.  None can best me.  But this does not keep me from my prey, no.  If this meek is what I shall take to continue in this hunt, then I shall take it, and none may stop me."

She crouches to take off, but halts. She pauses, thinking, then turns back. She looks at Gabriola, pointing a taloned finger at her bag.

"I shall catch and cook for you a rabbit if you give me some of your chicken before I go. Is this good?"