Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20170919121517/@comment-13427943-20171104090145

Wolfe smiled as his niece drifted off in his lap like she did years ago, carefully putting her next to Lunas tree the smell of her perfume blew through the air, in his low baratone voice he begun to singing a sad song somewhere over the rainbow as he felt the spirit of his sister hug him, the silver wolf smiling sadly.