Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20150215205820/@comment-5142578-20150428053442

(I was going to have Frost release him in a moment, but oh well. .w.)

Both the wolf and the armadillo were flung into the air, along with all the fruit they were carrying. Frost flipped in midair and landed back on his feet. "Easier, how?" he challenged. "By killing us in our sleep, or by ambushing us when we were weakened?"