Roleplay

((BFJDZSO. ANDREW PICKED Y'ALL UP.

Gah! Pidge yelped, digging her claws in the snapper back to hold on.
"Can you go a little easier on the running!"
Yelled pidge

((he's,, Andrew is a tundra. bugger is a female snapper. she left. I understand im confusing though, sry.


He stood in front of the Behemoth, a giant smile on his face.

"What is this place?" Spruce frowned. The bark of the tree had been clawed, burned, torn from the war. He laid down, staring at the ground. He closed his eyes, remembering hopping through the thick snow and curling up next to to the warmth a fire and slurping up soup and listening to elder's tales within his clan's cave in the southern icefield.

a single teardrop fell, landing on the ground and joining the rain that slipped through the leaves above

Bump

Pidge looked back and saw ashes from the fire a distance away.
(I need to tell spruce about the whole thing that happened, seeing through smoke,
Glowing? I don't understand)
Pidge thought.
"Hey! Spruce! Come here!"
Pidge yelled

Spruce whined, flopping on the ground and curling up with a faint growl

Come here!

Spruce growled louder, glaring at pidge and lashing his tail I'm having a moment, pidge he thought angerily, but he was snapped out of it when he heard a twig snap and the rustling of leaves What was that?!

Grape shook his head "Don't act surprised. I know you two knew I was watching you and waiting, right?" He hissed, his gaze sweeping over the two generals, ivory shaking his head, while odssey rose and narrowed his eyes. "Now why in the stormcatcher should I believe you after you sauntered up to us and immediately offered to killed that...spy and...the thing" He spat as he referred to pidge as a thing. His claws dug into the ground. He spited hybrids. They ruined everything. He wished his more of his career involved killing those terrible hybrids

Pidge had a terrified look.
i am a hybrid she thought.
"I am NOT a thing!"
Pidge said angrily. "I will kill you!
Pidge snarled, raising her lips to show her teeth