Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190520040115/@comment-33229352-20190825055556

The Hyena nodded in agreement with the Mamba and the A.A. Suddenly, he jumped in surprise when he felt the Raccoon squeeze past him in the doorframe, causing him to hit his head on it. "Ow." He grumbled, instinctively rubbing the top of his head.

"I thought I heard you all returning," The Raccoon said cheerfully as he continued to walk to his workbench. "Hope you all were-"

He was cut off by the air being driven out of his body from the Jackal slamming him into the stone floor without warning. The Jackal hauled the Raccoon up by the straps of his leather apron, forcing the craftsman to look at the shard of pottery that he held in his other hand. The Hyena stepped forward, possibly to intervene, but the Eagle stopped him with a warning look.

"Is this your making?" The Jackal asked casually, as if he and the Raccoon were having an idle conversation.

The bottom half of the craftsman's face that could be seen underneath the mask paled. He stammered, searching for words, which caused the Jackal to slam him back into the ground. "Answer me!"