Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170103122151/@comment-5142578-20170106173106

Frost nods, as the fish has a point. Seeing a nearby vine that was hanging low to the ground, the wolf decides to give it a tug. As Ian predicted, the vine snaps. "We continue walking then." he says. "Or we can run, assuming both of you can keep up."