Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190115181913/@comment-5583506-20190204195810

Hate got up from his position, his eyes rolled backwards. All the shouting had clearly put him in a hellish mood. Snarling and baring his teeth he started to make a move on Teddy, but not before Ylva had desperately thrown her paddle to the side of the canoe and was now trying to hold him back with what little strength she had against a ferocious wolf on 150 pounds. It wasn't a good position to hold the wolf back either as she was sitting down. She'd need assistance, but everyone else held their paddles.

"I... told you..." she wheezed and groaned as the wolf struggled in her grip, trying to reach Teddy. "... to... keep it down..."