Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170416205858/@comment-28412230-20170417205349

''Cadence blinked, finally deciding to descend down the tree, her wings giving her coverage on her landing as she approached the Wolpertinger, her face becoming closer to his face. Her gaze surprisingly held a more mature tone, but still had it's tranquility.''

"Because I don't want creatures from my faction to get hurt," The Peryton answered, setting her haunches against the soft green grass, "Or hurt themselves."

The monstrous creature rose his head from his writing, tilting his head slightly as he rose from the sand, his hands gently gripping on his shoulders - that were multiple boulders flattened into molten lava.

Since he couldn't speak - or had little time to think he couldn't, Ragnarok uttered a hushed whimper of concern, scanning every inch of Crio's heap of boulders and rocks of a body.