Board Thread:Animal Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20170111050533/@comment-30376258-20170122024358

"Whatcha doing?" Xylo sat down, licking a scratch on her paw. She was bloody and covered in scratches, wounds and gashes from Ren. She sighed.

Mickey glanced at Mezy with a frown and heavy sigh. "When can we go back homeee?" She complained.

Mezy grunted. "I told you several times Mickey, we aren't going home! Our owners left us and probably have died." She padded towards a carcass, sniffing it.