Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180804222034/@comment-26108027-20180917053815

The crocodiles nod and lead the cheetah away.

The fox shifts his eyes from Akata's now-bloodstained boots to her face, then to the ground. He's awfully fidgety, constantly shifting and looking and listening. He can't seem to look at the corpses behind Akata, or the dusty blood pooling on the dirt below him. His pale grey eyes are constantly wandering, searching for some place to settle.

He's wearing a similar earring to the cheetah, an amber three-pointed leaf set into his left ear. There's a small, scarred over notch just above it.