Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141108052650/@comment-5456040-20141123212430

"Crap..." She muttered. She hated saws so much. The rabbit did wonder where Marco ran off to, but she'd have to look for him later. A wall of thorns sprouted around the group. Knowing that they'd try to cut through, she created more and more of them. Hopefully they'd grow tired...