Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33488654-20171125212407/@comment-33528506-20171129002557


 * Ceruta taps his claws on one cell door, and a prisoner could be heard, yelling "LET ME OUT!". Ceruta shook his head, and flicked his forked tongue in the air, tasting it, and smelling fear. He suddenly felt lonely.. and he missed his dear mate.. but soon he would escape this prison, and he would run home*