Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26510374-20171018155146/@comment-27070860-20180123064236

(when did this RP get so long)

Querra stares blankly at the newcomer, confused and troubled as to why the cougar's ears were being attacked with random songs that he did't even know. Weren't you meant to sing actual campfire songs over the campfire...? Or was that one of those small details they always keep in books and movies but are never used in real life?

He turned to look at Wednesday, only to find her already hiding in their tent, a poorly made 'DON'T DISTURB' sign hanging over the entrance.

How dare his buddy 'ol friend' ol pall leave him alone with these... He didn't really have any words to discribe them with.

And why was the dragon freaking out about... A twig? They were in the forest for zios's sake.

"Why... Are you scared about finding a... Twig in the middle of a- you know what, I think that during my and Wednesday's travels I ate something bad and now I don't feel well" - Querra inched closer towards his tent, farther away from whoever these lunatics were before continuing-"I should get a good night's sleep before going out tomorrow, you know, don't wanna get sick while walking around and, uh, doing... Doing stuff. Yeah right bye" he finished, jumping into the tent and falling onto a surprised Wednesday.