Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-30014014-20180712033236

A dark broadcast echoes through Prad's path. Despite her attempts at silence, he could hear her. In his dark world, her stench is blaring.

The man makes his way deeper, creeping his way to the secure spot she's sheltered into. The dark of quiet accompenies his every step. He is closer.

His arm quietly rattles, the proximity endearing. He can hear the distant growl, followed by another. They are ignored, but kept in the back of his mind. Slowly still, he continues to creep...