Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130713115911/@comment-9087084-20130727071619

The Friagne cocked its head to the left. Discordia. Quite frankly, it could care less. Its not like it concerned a being such as itself....Friagne stopped, doll and thread still in hand. Silently, it turned its head into a complete right angle, its masked face directed towards the shadows. A new presence...Friagne stood frozen,and waited patiently, copying the hidden being who observed it.