Board Thread:Human Roleplay/@comment-28634206-20161129122220/@comment-31605619-20161130161717

quietly also begins

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Bird Song sat next to a fire, weaving with some long reeds she had found in boredom. She didn't really like weaving, but the tribe needed baskets, so she didn't complain.

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Tall Pine laughed loudly, chasing after his brother. The two were chasing eachother through the forest, and they wrestled with eachother roughly, before both collapsing onto the soft grass, laughing and panting. "Still scrawny." Tall Pine grinned, looking at his brother.

Swift Deer snorted, pulling up his knees and resting his arms on them. "Still stubborn," He countered.