Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170611015924/@comment-25828117-20170611194324

Ollie patted Nelson's lower neck because he figured that'd be something the animal would like and walked down the clearing in the woods.

It was pitch black apart from the moonlight shining through.

He pulled his little blunt knife from his rope-belt and checked it, played with it really. He used it for peeling potatoes in the kitchen, but he wondered if he could ever do what Maia did earlier with this knife. Or if he even wanted to do such a thing.