Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-28578706-20180101220023/@comment-34052734-20190120220506

Kaede scratched at the back of his neck, propelling himself forward. As he followed them, his eyes darted from rock to rock, his body shivering at the whip of cold air that lashed across his back. The man pushed down his wet hair, sliding to a stop behind Moto and Oka.