Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20180107044826/@comment-13488655-20180121040402

The rest of the meal was fairly quiet. Just idle chit chat here and there to pass the time. But now it was starting to get dark. They needed to go to bed. Flint however, just kept staring out the window as he watched the moon glow in the night sky. It was a duty he made for himself to be the Midnight Hare. But now what was he going to do if he could only move at a slow stagger? There was no way he could fight in this condition or use his rifle.