06-09-2014, 10:42 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-09-2014, 10:42 AM by Flying Magic User.)
Fess could feel herself get very warm despite now being planted into the cold wet grass as some brute popped out from the grass and tackled her to the ground. A madman whispering something about "them seeing her", who? Only person around was him! Not that she could educate him on his idiocy as he had his filthy hand over her mouth. All she could do was scowl at him.
Belphe, of course, simply grazed and watched, the worthless beast.
Belphe, of course, simply grazed and watched, the worthless beast.