Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140323033228/@comment-7838080-20140418125339

Deryn watched with half-amazement, half-caution. She waited utill the fire had died down, drawing her blades before tranforming them into shotguns, stepping into the middle of the pack. The girl eyed the other warily, not knowing how she would react.

"Let's deal with them...and quickly," Deryn finally managed to speak, Falcon's Talons aimed at the circling pack of Beowolves around them, daring them to make a move.