Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140805025315/@comment-16171938-20140825222602

"Alright," Clyde said, stacking the boneplates together as he took a few steps forward.

He opened his horse ears, the two ears turning from each other and then back front. He pointed to his right, turning the face the direction.

"That way, I can hear nothing from that direction," he said, starting off in that direction.

He couldn't help but wonder how his partner was a skilled fighter, yet so weak to not lift one small bone plate. He shrugged it off, the idea that people were worried about him enough to help him fullfill his dream.

People definitely helped him, at least people care for him...