Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180804222034/@comment-26108027-20180917152627

The fox snaps at Akata's hand in retaliation, tensing and trying to stand. The crocodiles place their hands on his shoulders, pushing him back to his knees.

Tiral comes back, carefully stepping around dead bodies and pools of blood.

"This was planned. They must've been waiting for us to leave."