Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151131/@comment-27172956-20151126040112

Before picking up Pike's body, Ambrosia shot Bumble a look, if only for a split second, that could chill any cat to the bone. A look that said, I killed him and I can do the same thing to you, to anyone, until I get what I want. Bumble already looked scared, and that was good. Ambrosia wanted- no, she needed to be feared. She wouldn't kill Bumble, not yet at least. If things went her way, she might not need to at all. "Let's go." Ambrosia said, picking up Pike.