Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-29818417-20180524035501/@comment-30780275-20180524232039

Scorpio glanced down at Cancer, his fist held tight around a low hanging branch "I'm going for a walk." He said simply, turning and walking off, making sure his pace was slow so he didn't stretch his stitching, grabbing onto branches whenever he could for stability. He had forgotten his machete, but didn't find it worth going back for.