Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26872802-20150725215749/@comment-26872802-20150727202148

The dog stopped a meter from the entrance to the crevice, it's paws tensing against the grass. It made an unusual sound before turning it's rump on the entrance. It scanned the area, which was quite large, for another cat to target. He glared in the direction of Twain, and began to sprint towards him.