Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20170105235307/@comment-27669385-20170115011903

Squeak leaned back, feeling the ground crumbling just inches away from her paws. She twisted her head to look at the sharp drop and imagined her thin body laying amongst those sharp rocks, broken and limp. She turned back to face Diabolos, her expression oddly peaceful for one who was staring death in the face.

"Very well, then," she said flatly, voice empty of all emotion. "Although you don't deserve anything you ask for." She tipped her head slightly, her yellow eyes gleaming like two tiny suns. "I wish for a word with my Packmates, though. If i truly am to die, then surely you owe me at least one last request?"