Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141005184026

Azarath quickly bit the grape out of her hands, quickly crushing it in his mouth and swallowing the juices before placing one on her lips.

"You know..." He said with his mouth full.

"This is so much more fun with you, than it was with Nate."

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Chains began to purtrude from the walls, wrapping around Tarzak's wrists and ankles, stretching him as far as possible and lifting him off the ground. The werewolves surrounded him, staring at him, hungrily, drool leaking from their mouths as they slowly approached him. Despite their hunger, they were obedient, awaiting the order from their commander, like any good dog would.

"Your situation looks a little precarious." Covin pointed out, rather delightfully.