Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28511184-20161015011627/@comment-28511184-20161016041659

Vito emerged from the shadows of the city, staring up to the Barn Owl. They haven't talked in a few months and he needed a fresh start. He waved her down, hoping that she would see and scent him.

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Calvin dug his hands in his pockets, everyone seemed oddly-quiet. He took his seat back at the border, wanting to know more of what was on the other side. The forest side. He heard myths about the Spirit of Sylvester Quinn but he decided to never believe them.