Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20171120220818/@comment-30700719-20171214024724

Zatt's gaze meet a pair of lightly tanned legs. They turn out to belong to a Barometz, looking down at Zatt with a face only a monster could wear. The Weresheep seems to have silently crept up on him, hugging his back as if he were a teddy bear.