Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20190117013150/@comment-13488655-20190417192852

".... When exactly are her sleeping pills going to wear off?" Ranna had to ask Aster as she leaned on the wall, keeping her arms crossed as she took a long deep sigh. A quick check of the time on her scroll and the honey badger then began to stretch before hoisting herself onto Fang's saddle to the best of her ability.

".... I see the foot straps are set for my brother's hight. Still, think I can get the hang of this."

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As she looked around, Tyrian noted how surprisingly empty the manor seamed to be. It was, oddly quiet. Not much of interestseemed to be happening. But then, she noticed that the door to Wolfe's room was open. Perhaps... Maybe some secrets were inside... But then the rabbit began to consider something. If Wolfe was so tight lipped about her past, maybe someone like Ranna or Ciaran could aid her. There must be something around that could tip her off to their location!