Board Thread:Roleplay Center!/@comment-30902369-20161011213537/@comment-30902369-20161011230428

''Winnie lay there for hours. When it was finally getting dark, she slowly climbed down to her apartment, Rugsley in her arms. When she reached her camp, she quickly packed her satchel, snatching her walking stick. Winnie fashioned a few extra bars to make it a stable crutch and limped down the stairs out into the alley. Rugsley was in her satchel, peeping out every-so-often.''