User blog comment:Yumeshima/Meet my fursona/@comment-2181483-20110509010424/@comment-2181483-20110509130038

Isaiah: Well. You never know when you will. *Stops, then unsheaths his sword and throws it around her to pin a thief to a tree* Why do these idiots always chase me. *Walks over to the thief, unpins him* Please go away.

Thief: *Terrified, but confused* O-okay. *Runs off*

Isaiah: *Turns back* You were saying?