Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20191115201806/@comment-13488655-20200103044727

Slowly but quietly creeping out from her hiding place, the little otter looked up at her grandfather in worried confusion, not in fear of him but why he was arguing with her grandmother. She had enough trust in him to get close without worry. But even so, her voice was trembling and she even sniffeled a little between words.

".... Granpa, why were you and grandma yelling? I even heard Grandma say a bad word..."

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Knowing that this was a man, open enough to have a friendly conversation and trustworthy enough to look after a scamp like Nick, Arthur then began to recap the story of his encounter and battle at the marketplace, still firmly believing that he was in the right to attack first but he also mentioned Margrit's thoughts about it... Still unsure as to why she was acting like she was trying to put a victim image on his attacker.