Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141020020253

(Private roleplay between me and Piano.)

Within the forest, everything was calm. The only sounds were the chirping of crickets and calling of small animals within the trees. It seemed everything was peaceful...

Suddenly, a rustling sound was heard, and out of a bush stepped forth a fairly young-looking lycalo woman with dark orange hair, one bang over her eye, dark purple fur, and dark clothing with a machete sheathed on her hip. A scowl was present on her face as she looked around. "No signs..." She swore. This was getting tiresome... 