Board Thread:Human Roleplay/@comment-28634206-20161129122220/@comment-31605619-20161202035232

Bird Song approached her sister, leaning against a tree and watching her shoot curiously. She'd never been one for bows and arrows.

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Leaping Hare poked his head out of the tipi he had slept in, the winds high and harsh, brushing his hair into his eyes. He desperately wanted to go visit his sister, but he also didn't want to go out in the wind, and highly doubt that Bucking Ram would let him stay long.