Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20180227213644/@comment-13488655-20180325180628

Flint simply just sighed and shook his head at Iris's actions. Getting up, he stretched and began to walk over to the kitchen and waved tiredly to the others, finally noticing the smell of the food.

"Iris, remember that Flint's back is still sensitive, don't give him too many beatings." Arthur whispered with a smile but somewhat stern tone. He loved her playful style and the fact that she was starting to take on Alyssa's personality. But as always, there was a time and place for everything.

"..... You ok Flint? You still looking a bit tired. Couldn't sleep?"

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"Never had the luck to be born as one." Narinj joked as she admired the fangs, shaking Margrit's had firmly. She made a small mental note of her words. There was kindness in her words with a somewhat serious tone, like that of a skilled teacher. She so far had more sharpened manners than Nick and Alyssa but Narinj guessed that she was also the one who taught her kids a lot of their skill.