Thread:Dawndragon1828/@comment-32273133-20190610213949/@comment-34147452-20190621011421

The little phoenix chick flapped its tiny wings to help itself fluffy fat ting body onto Micah's shoulder, it's talons clinging onto the man's jacket fabric.

The White haired man blew out a low whistle. "Damn, Damian changed a lot. That's good! You're good." He offered and small smile to Micah, a small dimple indenting his left cheek. Shuji opened his mouth to say something, but approacing footsteps caused the shadow to stop and turn around.

Min-Jin was walking towards the group, having returned from his silence departure. His icy eyes seemed to have hardened the slightest bit. "We've got a problem." He says gruffly, clenching his jaw.