Board Thread:Fading Futures - Main Roleplay/@comment-27255507-20180811212128/@comment-27039035-20181209223431

Ashflurry hobbled into camp, head down, tail swishing back and forth. He collapsed uncermoniously next to the fresh kill pile and looked over all the empty-eyed prey with contempt before selecting a big black bird to eat. Or .... well, yank the feathers out of. This is what I call anger management. He snorted, tearing off one of the wings. Then the other. Before hoisting the big black bird in the air and watching its tongue lull out of its head. "Look at you, you're so .... dead." He sighed and set it down. "Dead. What a way to be." Ashflurry then looked up and said loudly, "Hey, anyone want to share this with me?"