Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20150401205139/@comment-24678303-20150521230609

She nods to him with a smile. "Whatever you think is best. The moutain it is, then!" She giggles and looks forward. "Caml should be right back up here somewhere-"

Her words are cut short as her expression turns to one of surprise. She grabs Tyde by the back of his shirt and pulls him into the bushes neatby. She puts a finger to his lips and jabs a thumb towards their camp, then makes a couple hand motions that...Frankly don't make any sense.

Before he can protest, she grabs a branch and pulls it to the side just enough for him to see camp. The tent is partially shreded and things are knocked over. In the middle, there is a rather large Ursa sniffing about one of the bags of their belongings, shifting it from side to side as it growls and rummages through stuff.