Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20180419153223/@comment-33672197-20180501002444

Rolf was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of poor old Catchuka toppling to the floor. His instincts kicked in, and before he could even think about what he's doing, he's shoving Sully aside and diving fo Catchuka. He quickly picks up the damaged dragon, gets her back on her feet, and dusts her off a bit, all the while giving Sully a nasty scowl.

"Way to go, hay head." Rolf growls while smacking Sully on the back of the head. He didn't even care if the guy was made entirely out of metal. It was metal slapping metal. Besides the loud 'clang!', it was no biggie to Rolf.