Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180114160007/@comment-26108027-20180115201104

"They seem shady. They know where to go, let's leave." Hjerte growls quietly.

"Oh, nonsense, Hjerte. If they're here, they signed the peace agreement. All we have to do is point them in the right direction, and they'll be out of our hair. Er, fur." Maja giggles softly, scratching Hjerte's head. Hjerte sits, almost like a sentry, ears standing tall. The look on her face can only be described as displeasure.