Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33863482-20180522202527/@comment-33672197-20180531200232

(Sorry I wasn't here yesterday.)

Buck frowned, slightly nudging Sully aside. He looked back and forth at the two, eyeing them up and down. "I don't like the looks of you, not one bit. You're up to something mighty nasty and I can just tell it."

He put his hands on his hips and glared at Sully. "I thought I could trust you, but I guess you're as rotten as the rest of these tin cans..." And with that, the old beaver waddled away in a huff, box of pancake powder still in-hand.