Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170416205858/@comment-27491757-20170417005718

Blake weaved through the forest at a slow, meticulous pace, his head ducked down and his tail dragging in the dirt. Shoulders hunched, the hellhound was extremely bored, but would rather jump into a lake than try and make.... friends. Most creatures were just annoying anyway. He could entertain himself without them. Stopping in the middle of a clearing, he glanced around, before laying down on his belly and basking in the sun. His eyelids grew oh, so heavy, and ever so slowly they closed.