Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140401010735/@comment-7489529-20140508235056

''Clean Pelt..... Hmmm.''

Sheathing Noapte, Albastru's ears twitched. Dropping down, he held one finger to his lips. He swiveled his head slowly, until he heard a distant rustling in a far-off bush. He pointed, silently.