Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160320170456

Percival motioned the point with his hands as he ducked behind safe shrubberies. "It's a massive bear and all you have is a tiny-ass knife."

Dunnel smirked as he watched Ana work. "I'm sure she's busy draggin the kettle around, a girl her size and a kettle full of that much water, a funny sight to behold." He patted his hand on the side of the door of the house.

Clair meanwhile was in the barn filling the kettle with water from the tube. She glanced at the girls nomming hay behind her and with a grumbling pout, having to do all that herself. "Being a monster is horrible. Though.. I don't feel any backproblems anymore from my chestweight." Curiously she held her orbs in her hands, measuring their weigh. (0.0)