Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160321090926

Percival perked up. "Oh, yeah I can do that. I'll be back in a yiffy, okay? Don't get raped by a wild werecat or something while I'm away. Kissing a Dullahan, flirting with werewolves AND getting in the sack with a werecat, you sly dog." The bloodsoaked noble stuck out his tongue jokingly before he turned his tushy around and walked off heading to the farm.

Seeing the young vampire leave the Large Mouse peeked out from behind the tree she was using to hide, with all the stealth she could muster the little thing crept over to Alec. Though eventhough she did it as quietly as possible, her stance showed no preparation to pounce, jump or ambush. (o.o)

Meanwhile shook his head, realizing he had treat touchy ground. "Ayeah, not to dwell on the past. Are you any good at cookin?" Before he could get an answer he stifled a low laugh, stepping out of the doorway for clair to drag the Kettle into the house red-faced from the effort. "ineffective kettle, would you believe how heavy this container is? How would you honestly be expected to use this on a day-to-day basis?"