Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20180813011734/@comment-32932951-20180818201510

(yeppers)

A whinny nearby, probaly from a nearby dune. Slow Dancer had come back. Johnny happily hopped back on his horse and took a fistul of herbs from the same pouch attached to Slow Dancer and chomped on them, his lost finger nails grew back instantly. "Acutally if you could hold back on that idea."