Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-27458579-20170802115348

(Super sorry about not replying, I was on vacation).

I glance back and forth between Morrigan and Nathan, deciding on whom I should reply to first. I decide on exclaiming to Nathan, considering he's closer to me than Morrigan.

"Oh, haha, thanks," I chirp to the Scottish boy and nod my head slowly and slightly awkwardly. "It's nothing too good, I'm used to bigger game. But I guess I just prefer hunting my own food than eating store-bought." I say as I gulp and look around. "back at home, we don't have grocery stores. We all, pretty much, fend for ourselves day after day. The richer folks, though, get better resources than the poor, such as me. I hunt every-" I furrow my eyebrows as I look to the ground. "hunted; every day for my family. Until I was picked up and set on this bloody island." I say as my teeth are gritting against each other in resentment.