Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27803452-20170416142824/@comment-30745109-20170416163653

"You don't need to do anything," Scar groaned, turning to lap at his paws. The crimson blood swiftly swept off with every flick of his tongue. He glanced to Oswald; he was at his den. "Go love Oswald, not me." He murmured under his breath.