Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141108052650/@comment-5456040-20141115060522

The following day was dreadful. It continued to pour, and the sound of thunder could be heard in the distance. The rabbit groaned and pulled herself out of her bed, disappointed. She wanted to at least go outside today, but unless if she wanted a cold, she decided against it.

She walked out of her room, looking around for the grison.

"Marco?"