Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170129233222/@comment-5456040-20170226014305

The mink takes a bite out of a piece of fruit while listening to everyone's exchange, and watches Taura leave. Not apparently caring and wanting to turn herself in for the night, she scales a tree. Though it was dead, she felt much more comfortable high and away from the rest of the members, and spawns a bed of air beneath her in case if she somehow rolls out.

Still, she has yet to fall asleep, still listening to anything.