Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20190421164848/@comment-38998054-20190512142843

The Vaewolf reformed about 7 meters away and let out a roar like never before. There was no fear. He'd lived to see over four centuries and death no longer held him captive with apprehension of mortal coils. He dug inside himself deep and let out the most sinister roar ever uttered from his jaws. The hour was late and the moon shined. He pulled from it every thing he could staring at Mordynak ready for the battle of the ages.

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Nahkos flew and landed back on Gastag's shoulder, "Follow me, Sire."