Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140918143042

Rolling his shoulders  Cyrian, felt a comforting pop followed by a feeling of relief. He'd been called out to hunt some Grimm with a girl Roux or something like that. Rubbing his eyes Cyrian caught his reflection in the  puddle at his feet. His hair was still tousled from sleep and his eyes had their characteristic deep circles under them.

Oh man, are these ever going to go away, I mean I've delt with these for years, do I really have to have them for years more.......With my luck, Probably not.

Yawning widly Frost Fang held loosly in his left hand Jordan waited for the girl to make an appearance. 