Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20171129030741/@comment-13488655-20171207113607

Flint sighed, still wondering how she smelled th blood on the knife he cleaned. But then he remembered that the blood might have accidentally gon onto the backpack without his kowledge. Last hing he wanted was to tell her his secret. But unfortunatly, he could tell by her body language that she would be more angry if he just kept on lying.

".......... Alyssa, you ever heard of the Midnight hare?"