by Waspsting » Tue Mar 19, 2013 3:03 pm
Abyss was at war with himself. What were you thinking? Running out of camp, nice, safe, camp to attack not one, but TWO full grown warriors? Are you INSANE? But another part of him went, Nice? Safe? Well, sure, if you call being MURDERED safe! Honestly, get a hold of yourself! You would've won if Glaciereye hadn't shown up! This went on for a long time, until finally, driven to the breaking point, Abyss opened his mouth and let out a shriek of anguish. The kit huddled up at the base of the oak, a small black trembling ball.