Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190115181913/@comment-5583506-20190124154552

Before Ylva had the chance to utter a single word Hate pounced out of the canoe and rushed between the Boss's and Chloe's legs, clearly wanting to be first inside the warm comfort of the lodge. His fur had gotten all wet from the turbulent trip downstreams and that was unacceptable. His fur was his pride after all and he wouldn't attract many females without his luscious coat.