Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20180714100626/@comment-13488655-20180802011006

"So you became a bird watcher eh Ciaran? Guess you can't fail in that career as much as your poor excuse for combat skills." Ranna smirked st Ciaran's responsewith her own little insult. She then returned Wolfe's hug with a tight squeeze, giving out a long breath of relief now that she was at home.

"To put it simply my dear brother, it feels like I'm trying to turn water into fine wine at Beacon. These kids nowdays... When I was their age I was at least confident in fighting Deathstalkers and Nevermores. These spineless fools, can't even look at one of those without shaking like a damp leaf! I honestly try but these idiots even have been making false claims of me trying to kill them in their sleep! I have to show my higher ups footage of me not leaving my room at night because  of such yellowbellied students!" She ranted, clearly annoyed with the current batch of students she had to reshape into the huntsmen of tomorrow.

"..... You two still at each other's necks? I thought you guys said you made peace ith each other three years ago..... Or did she get drunk and threw up in your car again?" Olivine asked Ciaran in a hushed whisper as he could see that the two were back to being frienimies. It seemed like a lot of sore issues were piling up here in the valley.