Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20150215205820/@comment-4211788-20150305174505

The hawk spots something peculiar about the foliage.

"Guys, there's some green gas clouds appearing over there in those bushes. Whatever's in the water will probably die due to the acidic corrosion. Though I want you, wolf, to watch our six."

The hawk approaches the gas clouds making sure his nostrils are covered before actually entering the field of the gas. He has both his hands on his sword, ready to swing.