Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26681134-20151201011035/@comment-25727671-20151202063235

As a huntress who regularly uses dust in her weapon, Okrae was happily striding along towards the Dust shop. Her clothing radiated of the color orange, her rust colored duster flapping underneath her in the wind as her face shone warmly with a mostly care-free smile barely visible over her scarf and her weapon's scabbard at her hip

Her humming was interrupted upon her spotting of the girl's wallet on the ground. She gingerly bent down to pick the container of currency and other vitals, standing straight and blinking forward at the girl, who was already a distance away.

"W-Wait. Hey.." Okrae sputtered out, though she didn't think to say it louder. She pouted and started after the girl to return the object.