Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-27458579-20170713192418

I smile brightly as I enter the bus, stepping up the stairs one by one. To enter the doors, I have to shift my body to the side so my bow and arrows don't get caught and block me from entering the vehicle. I laugh as I enter swiftly, look at everyone on the bus, rather proud and still estatic about my findings. A bow and arrow. Seriously? This couldn't get any better. I can feed us all for weeks if this island provides things to kill. Rocking side to side to adjust my bow hanging around my chest, I finally catch a seat in the middle of the bus and I unhook the longbow from myself and place it on the left over space on the seating, now flinging the backpack off of my shoulder and setting it on the ground lightly.