Board Thread:Fading Futures - Main Roleplay/@comment-27255507-20180811212128/@comment-27774016-20180828001526

Sandyivy hissed at the melted snowman’s cats, but spat on the ground, as his face was still covered with blood.

“How old do you think it is?” Juniperpaw asked. “If it’s old enough, we can break through.”