Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-5543592-20170325014054

It wasn't long until they arrived at the chainlink perimeter that surrounded the Issaquah Nation's little town. It was rusted, and falling apart, easy to slip underneath.

Morty the Tiger had stirred during the walk. He blinked tiredly, and then began to squirm in Deaphanie's arms, trying to get a bearing on his surroundings.