Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-27458579-20170726112755

As I'm washing my arrow in the rippling waves before me, I return it back to my quiver over my shoulder. Returning to the group, I blurt out blatantly "So, who's hungry?" I smirk as I look around, as these people are probably apalled at my hunting and their future meal.