Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24728342-20140624030059/@comment-24728342-20140705005936

Hearing the constant cracking of a powerful weapon and the cries and wails of a wild animal, along with the final sound of a high powered rifle going off, Rust and Irving were getting close to the source of the mayhem. The two stumbled upon a desolate field from the aftermath of what they both assumed was one hell of a fight. Three dead Ursa laid before them.

Rust cocked his head and then noticed two familiar faces: Vegas, and the red haired girl from last night. The red-head was saying something, but from the tone of her voice she sounded rather, excited. Proud and happy, like a child unwarping a new gift. Vegas seemed rather... pissed. Perhaps it was something the Ursas did. Rust thought. He noticed the other girl, staring at her tight grip on her weapon. He called out to both of the ladies.

"Hey! Everything alright?"