Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140112200732

Jack frowned and reluctantly handed Daithi a knife, somewhat confused. He wasn't sure that a net covered in honey would be able to stop a regular wolf, forget an angry lycanthrope, but he didn't exactly have a better idea.

"Whatever you're up to, Daithi, it better work. 'Cause if they end up cornering us in some filthy old burrow, I'm not going to speak to you for the three seconds I'll have to live," he promised in a voice dripping with skepticism.