Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27804235-20180529235040/@comment-33528506-20180610031309


 * The cougar was curled up once again. He seemed to be asleep. Nearby, a decaying body, nearly reduced to bones, and slightly gnawed sat. What was left of its face screamed fear. The cougar sheathes and unsheathes his claws in his sleep... either hunting, or being hunted*