Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151131/@comment-27226016-20160105200426

Torrance leapt down the last few ledges. The sun kept rising, making the ocean dazzle. It was a warmer morning than normal. The sky was a bright light blue with no clouds in sight.

He looked sideways, seeing three of the Syndicate's healers leaving camp. Presumably, to gather some herbs. Azule was leading Bush and Hail out of camp. Whilst, he was jumping down the cliff ledges, he overheard that they were looking for some herbs. Mmm... They were searching for some Rodtail, juniper berries, and rosemint. He hadn't heard of those herbs before. However, not even the most powerful of herbs, could stop death.

He padded towards the fresh-kill, picking up a small mouse and lay in his usual sunny patch. Nibbling, and relaxing in the breeze.