Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140129214229/@comment-24141785-20140130083937

C'laro ran beside her... Unsheathing his claws and his Ebony War axe on his back incase he needed it.

"Promise me one thing..." C'laro muttered. "Promise me... you won't die."

C'laro picked up pace and was catching the others up.

''Nish...Eilo... I'm going to find you! I'm going to help you! Do not die on me!''