Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20160620022217/@comment-27950421-20160624200804

In a flash of summoning magic the ring is removed from the March Hares finger and appears in my palm.

I hold it up and look at it, "Interesting... I'll be keeping this."

I pocket it and notice as the March Hares draw closer quivering in their own lust. My pupils suddenly contract into slits and eyes glow an ominous red. The area is engulfed in an undeniable presence. A fealing of fear grips all those near me leaving them fealing like a rat looking into the eyes of serpent. For the first time in the history of their race the March Hares reproductive instincts are overwhelmed by their self preservation instinct. They freeze in fear and can only stare at me.

I slowly walk towards them, "Run. Run so I can chase you. Fight. So I can kill you. Die. So I can eat you. "

The March Hares suddenly break out of the of the fear induced paralysis and flee in paniced terror. As they go my aura disappears as if it had never existed in the first place.

I turn back to the three pranksters, "Now, you three..."

I jerk my thumb over my shoulder, "Go clean up your mess."