Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170203214410/@comment-5543592-20170209162337

Randall snarled, quite like a wolf, and lunged forward-- he only needed one leg to close that distance, despite being unable to fully support himself on the other. It wasn't first time he'd been shot, the gimp should've aimed somewhere vital.

He slammed into Wilkes, knocking the much smaller man to the ground, and then stradled his chest.