Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190115181913/@comment-5583506-20190204192824

Hate started to growl and snarl, stretching his tongue out through his sharp teeth. Judging by the expression of his face, he was livid. Loud voices and arguing triggered his temper to the max. It made him feel as if he was surrounded by enemies and immediately put him in a state where he felt the need to attack something in order to feel safe again.

"Could you please both be quiet?" Ylva suggested, patting Hate on the back of his head in an attempt to calm him down before he went berserk.