Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25763181-20140704084101/@comment-25763181-20140721051751

Natsu continued walking, recollecting her memories of the White Fang. She tried her hardest to prevent any of those memories from getting the best of her emotions and decisions.

''Just focus, Natsu. You'll do fine...''

"Hm?"

She noticed a slight hint of irritation beneath San's visage, a plausible sign of someone who's not a fan of money. Then again, maybe she doesn't realize that Natsu needed the dough for her own survival, and to help out some of her few friends. Then the girl started speaking to her for the first time, revealing her soft, almost-inaudible voice and her scar from under her scarf.

''Holy hell...did they, like, rip out your vocal cords or something? Were the White Fang that reckless and sadistic?''

Based on her past, the answer was a likely "yes". The tigress was slightly disturbed by her last few words, making her question her sanity.

"...No...no thanks. I'd rather keep my voice intact, thank you very much."