Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-26288702-20171130225044

(Hound/S9/Ibs/Flame) He doesn't respond, he simply smiles. Armata smiles a wide fang baring smile that when looked at, scream mischief. Without a word he follows behind Marcus into the brush. They walk for a great distance as Hound follows his nose and hearing, slowly but surly gaining on their targets.