Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190909034609/@comment-33229352-20191103054008

Milo was sprawled out on the ground and wasn't moving-- either he was too injured, or he didn't want to, and who could blame him?

The creature that the Wolf whipped didn't look too bothered by the flames, but some of its plants had caught on fire, a problem it quickly remedied by rolling in the sand. The other creature was unaffected, and the vines wrapped around its neck fanned out with almost serpentine motion. Its eyes flashed as it prowled towards the Wolf.

Huck hadn't moved much and was in fact scanning the surrounding audience. Vines had sprouted at his feet and were slowly growing in size.