by flyleafrocker » Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:37 pm
Fly wasn't keen on being stuck in the den, he knew from experience that the hunters could just blow them up, he'd much rather take his chances out here, where he could at least run away from the guns, he barged past the others in an attempt to leave the den, he was pretty fast and had caught the scent of these hnters and remembered them from his last encounter

please note... I am currently a resident of Britain and on most nights I'm upstairs and in bed by 11pm GMT so I have a tendancy to miss the times when most rp-ing is done... so pre apologies if I don't always respond to stuff straight away
I have found that I am a lot like marmite, you'll either love me or hate me ^^